THE HARVEST MOON

THE LEAVES ARE ALL CHANGING TO GOLD AND RED,
THE AIR IS COOLING, WILL BE WINTER SOON,
DRUMS ARE BEATING THERE IS CHANTING AHEAD,
IT IS THE TIME OF THE HARVEST MOON...

WE GATHER AND HUNT TO PREPARE,
FOR THE BITTER COLD THAT IS COMING,
THE NIGHT SOUNDS ARE CALMING WITH THE HOOTS AND HOWLS,
UNDER THE HARVEST MOON...

DANCING AND CHANTING AROUND THE FIRE,
STITCHING MANY SKINS FOR OUR ATTIRE,
NEW MOCCASINS AND SPEARS WE NEED NOW,
UNDER THE HARVEST MOON...

BEATING OUR DRUMS AND SINGING ALOUD,
SPIRITS PLEASE HEAR US ON THIS NIGHT,
SO THAT OUR HUNT IS PLENTIFUL WITHIN OUR SIGHT,
UNDER THE HARVEST MOON...

OUR CHILDREN JOIN IN AND LEARN THE WAYS,
OF OUR PEOPLE IN THESE TRYING DAYS,
A STRUGGLE IT IS BUT WE WILL SUCCEED,
UNDER THE HARVEST MOON...

TO SHOW THEM THEIR PATHS THAT THEY MUST WALK,
THE SPIRIT WORLD WILL NOT BE LOST,
TO OUR PEOPLE ON THIS NIGHT,
UNDER THE HARVEST MOON...

YOUNG MEN WILL GO ON QUESTS,
TO FIND FOR THEMSELVES SPIRIT GUIDES,
INTO THE WILDERNESS LIKE ANCESTORS PAST,
UNDER THE HARVEST MOON...
WITH RED IN OUR HEARTS WE WILL ALWAYS BE,
WE LIVE FOR THE CREATOR WITH LOVE IN OUR SOULS,
MANY TEACHINGS WE SHARE, A PRINCIPLE BREED,
UNDER THE HARVEST MOON.

THE END
BY:JOYCE MOUNTAIN LION KOZIC

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