Fall Festival Poem by stephanie mellisa kievaughan

Fall Festival Poem: Written By Stephanie Mellisa Kievaughan in r-L
and: Punxsutawney in Second Life

you may need to get outside to find your happy place...
Let the wind Blow in your face..
and Let the Sun beams Warm you
As if standing near a fireplace...
To Hear the Hearts& Guidance
Of Your Elders Wisdom.
Blowing in the Wind
With the Dandelion Tufts
wafting over The Sky Fathers Land.
Listen with Your Heart...
Reach out with your Spirits Hand...
well Child I am exceedingly Glad.
I found you Searching for Me.
I will try to be the wind
rustling your feathers
to keep you aloft
rising above it all...
Finding You
Trying to Find Me
at all Cost...
I will Guide the Healing Compassionate Hands
To Find You...
I Will Send You in The direction of the setting Sun...
May all your Good Works Never Come undone...
When I Found My Hunting Ground
I Turned My Back Upon The West...
I Was Facing East
Where My Spirit Went
To Find It's Rest...
When You were Born Unto This World of Sin...
I Held You up into the Light...
My Humble Heart exalted from Within...
Yet Now I Am Ohh So Near Our Great Sky Father...
I Tread My Feet around a new Fire Circle...
it Burns Not Like The Fire You Know...
It doth Not Burn The Shaft of My Arrow...
Yet all Arrow heads Within it are Cleaved Sharp,
and within it My arrow shaft is Honed straight and True...
When My Holy Rambling Song Is Done...
Your Woolen Twine Will Be Spun...
I will Pray a prayer of Sacred Verse's...
May Your Dogwood Shuttle
Break You Free From Your enemies Curse's...
As I Guide Your Strength to tighten your Weft...
You Sense My Presence
as You Let out Your Labored Breath...
This Blanket Will Be a Guardians Prayer
Watching Over You and Your's and Mine...
Until Five Generations Have Found Their Warriors Deaths...
Their Spirits Will Never Breathe Their Last Breath...
For Now I Know This Great Wisdom...
May You Hold Your Heart's And Spirits Open...
My Soul Hugs You...
For Time, and Memorial...Never Question...Never Debate...
The Holy Spirit Is For Real...
It's The Path Fraught With Trials, and Tribulation...
If You Stay Upon it Guided true..
I will soon Dance Hand in hand with you...
Humbly exalted we will Pray
On and On With a Joy full Spirit
around the Forge of Time...
Our Minds Our Souls Of One accord...
We Quelch our Thirst From a Never ending Spring...
Beyond the ends of the Earth...
In Circle Of Fire Divine
My Destination Found in Due Time...
It Was Never a Decision of Yours Nor Mine...
So Brave Your Struggle Towards The Forge of Time...
Live Out Your Days Like I Did Mine...
With Tolerance bide your Time...
With Compassion For Those Your Right Beside...
Empathy For those Your Walks can't reach...
For My Children Be Careful What you Teach...
For the Heart of The Pure
is Guarded By The Lions Good Grace...
For The Great Sky Father
Knows When Tears Come a Streaming Down Their Face...
Such a Humble Weed The Dandelion Bloom...
Take within you a Deep, Deep Breath...
And watch them waft across My Land...
And Never doubt Your Part A My Plans...
For I Hold Your Soul,
and Heart Within My Hands...
Never allow your Heart
nor Soul to Feel as if all this
or you were a Mistake...
Feelings Like these Make My Heart Break...
Go now Child,
and Contemplate
These Sentiments I Share with you...
Get Outside, and Walk The Bank Of a River.
Or Make You a Fire Circle Beside a Lake...
Sit right down on a stump or a Log...
Call on your Best Friend...
If It Only Be Your Hunting Dog...
For There I am with You...
I Have all ways Been..
I Will Never Turn You away...
Did I Not Sit...
And Look up to you,
and Give You Howdy...
Keep Your Heart Humble
Don't Let It Grow Rowdy...
Know I Love One and all...
Did I not Prove it to you...
In the Corn Harvest You reaped In the fall...

Written By Punxsutawney in secondlife
Written By Stephanie Mellisa Kievaughan
In The Real World