The voice of my grandfather said to me,
The air is precious. It shares its spirit with all the life it supports. The wind that gave me my first breath also received my last sigh.
You must keep the land and air apart and sacred, as a place where one can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers.
The air is precious. It shares its spirit with all the life it supports. The wind that gave me my first breath also received my last sigh.
You must keep the land and air apart and sacred, as a place where one can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers.
( Susan Jeffers )
[ Brother Eagle, Sister Sky ]
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