OPEN LETTER TO MY CHILDREN
I hear the call of the wild
I am a nature's child
meek nor mild
Mother Earth is Speaking to you and I.
"Time to listen my child"
I need the strong of spirit with an open heart.
It has begun,the
time to start.
Build a lodge upon my land.
One that is strong like the mighty oak
in the wind.
Force the lodge door to the East.
Upon my land this will be a mighty feast
to fill the strong and
weak of heart and spirit.
All are equal in my eyes.
A time for all our hearts and spirits to rise
to the land of long
ago with our ancestors of young and old.
Do the things that I do ask
for this is your given task.
reunite upon a golden crest
with the Spirits of the East,South,North
Many more tasks are to come.
Be ready my child for only I know
which one is your final