We are stepping on sacred soil,

The blood and bones of those gone before

Beneath the soles of our feet.

Breathe in and out every breath thankful for the moment;

Breathing sacred air.

We,

Still

Exchanging breaths of love and loss with our ancestors

As the wind caresses this earth;

Tenderly touching our skin.

Listen to the sacred song.

Be aware,

Be present and heed the true call.

The answer is always love.