Days of rain. Tears are the only gift we have to give back to our creator.
Tell me how the buds came this year and I'll tell you the fruits of the southwest door. Tell me which direction the medicine geese fly and I'll go that way awhile. Follow the way they tell us and we will not get lost.
Our relationship to the everything is missing. Go tell the people that the will of spirit is the way. To find the will of spirit look at the clouds, listen to the wind, follow the birds, watch the trees. Listen and respond. She will show you the way. Walk in Beauty.