One of thousands. That is what I am. The many of us can not even get lost in a crowded city, our numbers are too great.
When you hear the Great Winds play their songs you hear a soulful sadness. It carries the tears of the many before us, for they knew this was coming. They knew the children would not understand why they were trying to fit in. They knew the children would be lost no matter how close they kept to each other for comfort and direction. The Great Winds' song is heard in the instruments of the people. The flute that carries the mournfully cries, and the hope of harmonies for the hearts of the children. The drums, that with each beat can give pictures in the mind of life as it was.
The life that was free from the terribleness of the decay. The decay that is the downward spiral that leads to broken souls and no direction. Life was better then, better for the soul to make you one with your brother. Hold you closer to the Earth for life. Life then was better for the bond between spirit and the living. The braiding of the animals to humans, to sustain the peoples' bodies. One complete circle. It was simple. Do everything though intention and will, use your heart for guidance and you can sustain the cycle forever, and have eternal life.
But I am one of thousands. I am lost, and I feel I can not find the way. My heart tugs at finding peace and direction, but my head will not listen. It would be easy to drown these sorrows; drunken stupors to help you not hear what is in your mind. Unfocused minds to not feel what is your heart. Hate as much as you can for what you don't know that you have lost. Spitting meanness from your mouth because your ears have not heard the voice of your ancestors. These paths seem easier to tread without the guidance we so desperately need. I do not even entertain thoughts of fairness. Who am I to judge what is fair? I can not see the complete cause and effect, the small being I am. I am but one sister among the thousands.
I feel deep down inside if the thousand were to stand up, to heal their broken souls, to find their direction, listen to the voices of our ancestors, learn what we lost, feel what is in our hearts and hear our minds speak the truths, we can gain our power. Bring back our circle, and eternal life.
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