SACRED

SACRED
by Dee Allen.
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The mountains are sacred
The forests are sacred
The trees are sacred
As are the lakes and streams
As are the stones
Dusty, dry prairies are sacred
Green meadows are sacred, too
Where wild herbs thrive, historically
Picked for use as medicine
Establishing a link to the Great Spirit
Pounding drumbeat, primal heartbeat
Prayers invoked into the changing colour sky at dawn
Blessed temple without walls
Gathering point of many sunrise human circles
Sacred are the waterfalls
Sacred are the shellmounds
Bones lie beneath
First Nations
Have fertilised the soil, strengthened the roots
Flora grows, long-resting Red brothers & sisters
Help continue the life-cycle, nourishment, equilibrium
The air is sacred
The breeze is sacred
The rain is sacred
Morning dew on leaves, sacred
Our eternal parent, sacred
All is sacred which belongs to her
Since she doesn't belong to us-----


She only lose her sacredness
When armies in suits & ties
Enforce their will
On her ancient body.


Factories, waste, mining, markets, pleasure resorts
Excavated bones
Blemishes, cuts run
Deep onto her form.
Desecrations widely celebrated.
Perversions of corporate man.


Our eternal parent
Shall avenge herself
Bringing on the whirlwind.