Native Dreams
majestic patterns explode across the sky
awakening the wisdom of my ancestors
before we lived in buildings that block the sky
and drove monster tractors to harvest the land
when we lived in harmony with nature
observing the skies for signs and portents
harvesting the land with love and respect
inspired by the stars and planets
grateful for the bounties of mother earth
we bridged the space between earth and sky
as stewards of love and life
may we awaken from dreams of power and greed
and return to our native dreams
~
While the reasoning in this story poem is a bit simplistic, I do hope we learn to live in harmony with nature. 🙂

Thank you Natalie!
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You are so welcome! 🙂 ❤
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I love anything related to the Native Americans. They lived a life as one with nature and the land. They had their own ways of life that made them happy. It would be so nice if man could return to that feeling.
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Oh I agree, V. 🙂 ❤
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Yes, it is truly sad how buildings and machinery hide the nature’s wonders. Mother Nature continues to keep her strength up and show her perseverance against modern technology. Lovely reblog, Natalie.
Sending you hugs and sweet dreams! ♡♡☆¤☆
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You’re welcome. Brad’s piece was great and just had to be shared. Hugs and sweet dreams to you to Robin. 🙂 ❤ xoxoxo
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