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“We planted you, we nurtured you, we protected you
until you became a mighty tree that spread through our
hunting grounds. With its branches you now lash us.”
– Mississauga Chief
Steps used by the Rideau Lakes Mississauga
Band of the Ojibwe or Anishinaabe Nation , for
traditional Sun Dance and other ceremonies.
…
I sit on ancient steps of stone
by myself, but not alone.
The presence of ten thousand souls
imbues me with their joys and goals.
The steps lead to a sacred place;
for Mississauga prayers and grace.
They danced to celebrate the sun
before the white man and the gun.
I seek what they sought; love and peace ~
for wars around the world to cease.
To live a life of nature’s plan
in harmony with fellow man.
In harmony with living things
and everything that nature brings.
I sit on ancient steps of stone
with souls to guide me on my own.
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Dennis Cardiff 
Reblogged this on the otherhood of one and commented:
I’m just starting to catch up on fellow bloggers since my unintended absence, and I came across this. Dennis’ work often moves me, but this one touched me deeply, both in its sorrow and its hope…
If you are not familiar with his work, I encourage you to check it out…
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Thank you so much for reblogging my poem.
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You are so welcome! I love it!
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Lovely
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A very moving poem, a time when life had meaning.
And a Merry Christmas to you Dennis, you have shared the souls of the many that life has given a hard path. And in that you have raised my awareness.
Blessings to all, may it be a time of peace and meaning, like in the past in your poem. Mark
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