Indian Snow

Indian Snow

Such white beauty is an Indian snow.
So softly landing to Mother earth.
I known as Butterfly woman,
a healer of the people stand on this bluff.
Away from my village, seeking peace within my soul.
The lake from this edge,exspanding as white as deerskin, so beautifully across my eyes.
Thoughts float ever so lightly.
The village safe and strong.
Spring soon to come.
Work will begin again and life bursting forth.
Tree's and plants will bloom.
Medicine's needed with words of wisdom of healing.
Soon this village will awaken such as Spring will.
And once again our journey will begin.
But for now, peace, thought's and rest,
as I watch the Indian Snow.

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