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| photo credit - Truedessa |
Our story etched in red sandstone
manifesting in times, unknown
pictographs of who and what we are
symbols of the sun, moon and stars
in ancient ruins we bare our souls
songs linger after the last drum-roll
listen and you will hear the rattles
feel the scars of our many battles
musicians, poets and dreamers
visionaries, we were believers
warriors of heart, mind and spirit
planting seeds for you to inherit
ancient dwellers, leaving sacred songs
here melodies of our hearts belong
will the beat survive modern times
mystical verses chanted in rhyme
may our journey never fade away
withstanding storms in rocks and clay
on wings of eagles and hawks we fly
catching the updraft soaring blue sky
leaving pieces of ourselves behind
mysteries unsolved, trails to find
stories have a beginning and end
the prologue is yet to be penned
will you bring honor to our quest?
remember the beginning and not forget
a picture is worth a thousand words to us
deciphering our words, in you we trust
sharing with
Poets United
