Elder's Fire

Oh!
Great creator,
Around this sacred fire,
Hear my prayer,
As I sit.

Heal,
Mother Earth's,
Beauty in the sky,
And earth below.

With,
This offering,
Of pemmican and pine,
Giving thanks to brother crow,
A friend of mine.

Spirits,
Of the winds,
Usher me home,
To a place,
Where the elder’s roam.

As,
Mystic smoke,
Rose around my head,
As glowing flames,
Seduced me.

In,
Peaceful slumber,
Elders speak,
Giving wisdom,
As they speak.

In,
Animal forms,
They did sit,
Tales of old,
Speaking of it.

With,
Gentle whispers,
Caressing,
My soul,
In calming presence.

As,
Ambers of gold,
Touched the sky,
Distant drums played,
Nearby.

Oh!
Great creator,
Hear my prayer,
Heal these lands,
Touching nature's beauty,
With your hands.