In the vast embrace of Mother Earth,
Where ancient trees whisper tales untold,
The spirit of the land breathes life,
In every rock, in every streamâs fold.
The eagle soars with wisdom’s gaze,
Over plains where the buffalo roamed,
Echoes of drums in the nightâs embrace,
A symphony of hearts, forever homed.
Elders speak in circles round,
Sharing stories of the moonlit past,
Stars that guided their gentle steps,
Through seasons changing, steadfast.
In harmony with the wind and sky,
A dance of life in sacred fire,
The native spirit lives and thrives,
In unity, their souls aspire.