She touched the wild grass with her slender fingers feeling the breath of life in each blade.
Her days were full of labor, a labor of love for her people.
A togetherness maybe never known by other nations.
She showed no evidence of scars from hardship.
Her devotion was born of an eagerness to serve.
She trusted the land, the water and the sky to provide.
She had been taught confidence and pride of self.
Her purpose was well defined and she accepted it gracefully.
She had almost a saintly aurora, a full comprehension of person.
Her unselfish dreams and desires had been fulfilled.
Her spirit was truly in solidarity with all creation.
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Up Country Creations
