Homelands

There is something beautiful about,

being able to sink bare toes into dark soil

from which your ancestors sprout,

and feel their embedded spirits broil.

Something captivates you when

you can look above to the same stars

that were gazed upon by your kin

and you can feel in your soul “this land is ours”

The river water that fuels you

is the same that nourished

all of those ancestors through

their lives and they flourished.

There is something beautiful in

living life in your traditional place

and when your time on land has been,

your spirit rests in your ancestors’ space

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