My beloved indian

 

Like an eagle your spirit wants to fly
as free as a bird flying up in the sky.
You want to stand outside the social change
and in symbiosis with nature live on the range.
 
What nature gives you, you do respect
and all that destroy it you will reject.
The love you feel for our Mother, the Earth
I believe you recieved it at your birth.
 
A cold and sunny day you will die
and you will be able to see from the sky
that world with its nature you loved so much
and the woman's heart that felt your touch.

© 2007 Joan Petterson

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