There wasn't a breeze today, yet I watched as objects moved. I heard voices from the trees. Now the Sky opens as I hear your cries.Nothing to say, nothing to see. Only spirits trying to talk to me.....
I waited for you to arrive. Contemplation of a new day. Though you are dead you seem so alive. I listen to each word you say.Cold the chill running up my spine. As with life death takes time. I will not fear your voice so clear.......
Smell the slow burning sage. As the smoke rises thru the air. Spirits calm now from the rage.As in life death can be so unfair.Shadows walking on the land where they fought and died. As the widow's tears mark the grave where she cried..........
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