Submitted by
JJ
Author
JJ
Author's Site http://www.geocities.com/jjwildcat2001
Do not fret my love~
Though I am no longer here, I still remain.
I am the wind that blows through the mountains pass,far far away from the buffalo grass.
I soar with brother eagle up on high and run with sister deer on fleet footed heart.
When you glance up, I am that shifting shadow through your viel of tears.
Can you hear my song warrior?!
Is the brook over stones of age.
I'm beside you now,feel my warmth? I am the sun that lights your molten eyes.
I am the moon that lulls you into slumber.
These many years passed ive watched as your youthful gaze has dimmed and firelight banked.
Oh precious warrior,close your eyes one last time.hear me calling?
My chant is as your heart remembers.
Howa friend,lover husband.all is well,walk mith me now,through our long path.
No more will you feel the burrs that once plagued your buckskinned feet.
Your scars have healed,look into my eyes lover.
Can you see me laughing? Oh I laugh for the joy we shared in life,now in death.
Howa!it is good~