MY FATHER SANG TO ME
ANGEL WHITECALF
Death is new life
Not the crying of women
We change our perspective and see it
Not the smile of the children
As new life
Could bind me, hold me back
Listen, dear one
I am free, a child of star-dreams
My father sang to me
And planet whispers
All those years
I am free and chose the woodland
I didn’t see him
Their mystery
My father whispered
My dogs
At night
We walked the earth
When I could hear him
Away from human strife
My father said
We slept on the ground The heartbeat of earth in our bodies
…dear one, I am free
The song of stars in our dreams
No laws of men can hold me
I sang the song of happiness
..dear one, I have seen and felt I have sought and rebelled
I dreamed of peace and joy At night
I’ve seen the ways of men
My spirit will see my children
And I am free, I tell you dear one I turned away from
‘ll whisper my song in their dreams
them
I touch their cheeks
The tribes and the nation Their laws that bind Their
With loving fingers So softly
promises
A spirit touch like butterfly wings
Their fights
I tell them of love everlasting
…dear one. Their way was not right for me I am born by
And the freedom to be
my stars Planets gave me their minerals I am a child of the universe The Creator shaped me To dream the song of stars To reach to the planets …not to be caught in strive and demands
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