Think of me not….
Think of me not, less you cherish Her realm, as I, for I am a kindred spirit, see who I am
For I go to pray & cry my Peoples Song, within Her open arms, for this land
I am yet not worthy of Her Grace, yet she holds out Her loving hand

I pray that you find Her connection, before it is too late and She is gone…

My path….
My trek is long, but yet not wide, my own path yet unfinished, I’ve laid
When my time is up, I shall be at peace dwelling in Mother Natures grave
Until that day, I will be thankful of Her protection and grace, that She freely gave

I pray that you do not take advantage of Her Grace…

I shall….
I shall walk through the forest and be Unafraid, within Her Realm,
For She will tend, guide and feed me, in this mortal state, She’s at the helm
Judge not less ye be judged, for within Her craves many naves, for the red elm

I pray that you will seek Her Realm, given to you by Our Creator…

I willingly…
I willingly drink of Her bubbling streams, to quench my thirst
Eat of the foods She provides me, yet I am not the first
To live in tune with Her Grace and Protection, to be Immersed

I pray that She will always be here to provide you with nourishment…

Peace within…
Within Her Womb, all things of Peace, Free to Live within Her Realm She gives
And yet you do not see, for you, Her life’s blood, flows through you like a sieve
Roam through Her if you please, but mind you do not try to deceive

I pray that you do not abuse Her gift of love, to you…

I will….
I will pick Her greens & roots, vines for the weaver, you see wican, yet not Her divine
Will you give Her thanks, love, a prayer, for all Her Majestic grace, to help Her survive
She is the Life, Protector and Provider, without Her, you would not be alive

Yet, I pray you do not step so unwise within Her Realm…

I Pray…
I pray to the Great Spirit, the Creator of my people, Her Creator never guides us wrong
I walk within Her Grace & Peace in my Heart and I always hear Her Heart Songs
Walk not with Her Grace, Beauty and Love, or your Journey will be Long

I pray that you know they are one and the same, our creator, hear their drum beats…

Give thanks…
I give Thanks to Her each day, for Providing for you & me from Gods own hand
I am one of Her Creature, as you, to feel kinship of others in Her Realm, I walk Her land
I look to the tree tops, then the sky, to give Thanks, for this Breath & Her Guiding Hand

I pray that you also give Her thanks, She deserves, for your every Breath of Air, is true bliss
For without our Mother Earth and what She provides, life would not exist
Do you think She was created for you to twist what She provided as a gift

I call you my dear friend, for you are and more, but please understand this…
I pray that you not pinch my Blackfoot heritage nerve….
lest you unleash the words I speak for my people, who so cherished this earth….

Written by
Asha
2010©