Forever Ending

A Poem by [untitled]

The Laughter of Many Nations

No more shall the sun descend upon you in defeat, nor your eyes behold a fading moon, grief forever ending and the laughter of many nations will find eternal noon.

The Great Spirit shall rise, and shine o’er you and change today the gloom of night; in restful peace ye shall find the battle o’er, The Great Spirit is your glory and shall be forever more.