One crys out into the vast empty space,
we call universe
Creator, Help Me,
I am only one small man in all your Creation,
In need of your Divine Wisdom.
I set forth on a journey,
That takes me from my childhood to my elderly years,
I ask only that you look over all that I Love
Til I come Home to you.
Darren Tobias
October 2005
Cree Indian Prophecy
Only after the last tree has been cut down,
Only after the last river has been poisoned,
Only after the last fish has been caught,
Only then will you find that money cannot be eaten.
Darren Bruce Tobias
Mini Autobiography
My Interests In Life
My Personal Beliefs
My Successes In Life
Small Talk Information
A Prayer I say For Myself
Where I Volunteer My Time
My Resume
Poems Written By Darren Bruce Tobias
My Wedding Day To The Worlds Most Wonderful Lady
My Native Creations
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Thank you
The Song You Are Listening To
I First Heard On
Star Trek : The Next Generation
It Was Captain Pichard's Song
He Played It On A Flute He Made
