A beautiful medicine to walk and talk with the ancestors, I have been led astray from the true beauty of life, so much guilt and unbalance that others can lay upon us, real or not it can become heavy when laid upon us. I do love this poem, not only because it contain Cherokee words but because it contains peace.
:: you draw the road map to living life with a great deal of courage and sensitivity... your words echo powerfully in the alleys of time... we are how we live... when our path to the unknown is known... :: it's wonderful to read you again, monsieur...
For we have thought the larger thoughts
And gone the shorter way.
And we have danced to devil's tunes,
Shivering home to pray;
To serve one master in the night,
Another in the day.
..I do love.. more..