Post by wren on Jan 16, 2007 14:01:34 GMT -5
The Clan Chief of Air
Oh, Clan Chief ruling the currents,
Of breeze, and wind, and air
Fly me through the updrafts,
To soar, where my spirit dares.
Show me the Ancient Spirits
That ride upon the breeze;
Let me learn their wisdom,
To set my heart at ease.
You, who cast the clouds about,
Who Bring the tropical storms,
Gusting winds to send me home,
Where I'll be safe and warm,
How is it that you are invisible?
And how do you speak to me?
Is it through feelng your caress,
Or is it the whispers...
you blow through the trees?
The Clan Chief of Earth
Sacred Guardian of the Earth
Of sandy loam and clay,
Keeper of seeds and trees,
and of the flowers display,
You who guard the Sacred Stones,
And the legends that they keep,
Watching over the creatures and
The Mountains while they sleep,
Sing to me your secrets,
Of canyons, hills and plains,
That I may know the mysteries,
Of why the land remains...
A constant source of beauty,
That feeds every Child of Earth,
Nurturing all weary travelers,
Teach them of their worth.
Healing our bodies, made of dust,
With the Medicine plants that grow,
Reminding each human to honor,
The earthly vehicles of the soul.
The Clan Chief of Water
The shimmering waters reflect
The face of you, who knows,
The feelings of every being who
Has come to Earth to grow.
The Water Spirits sing the song
Of the rivers, seas and rain,
Of cleansing tears and watery births
That bring new life again.
Clan Chief of Sacred Waters,
You take each flowing form,
You're reflected in the dewdrop,
You dance in thunderstorm.
You quench the thirst of deserts,
You travel from clouds to sea,
Only to return to the heavens,
As nature's sacred trustee,
You teach us many lessons,
Of how to go with the flow,
Never fighting the currents
That direct the ways we grow.
The Clan Chief of Fire
You are the molten lava that
Gives the Earth new forms,
You are the lightning bolts,
Crashing through thunderstorms.
You are the human passion
That sets each heart on fire,
Teaching us to create from
Our visions and our desires.
Compassionate Fire of Creation,
You keep the Eternal Flame,
That Great Mystery planted
And forever will remain
A constant source of solutions,
For the tests of earthy life,
Teaching each weary pilgrim
That love overcomes the strife.
Your fire lights the Sacred Path,
Allowing our spirits to see,
The constant Fire of Creation,
And our infinite longing...to be!
Oh, Clan Chief ruling the currents,
Of breeze, and wind, and air
Fly me through the updrafts,
To soar, where my spirit dares.
Show me the Ancient Spirits
That ride upon the breeze;
Let me learn their wisdom,
To set my heart at ease.
You, who cast the clouds about,
Who Bring the tropical storms,
Gusting winds to send me home,
Where I'll be safe and warm,
How is it that you are invisible?
And how do you speak to me?
Is it through feelng your caress,
Or is it the whispers...
you blow through the trees?
The Clan Chief of Earth
Sacred Guardian of the Earth
Of sandy loam and clay,
Keeper of seeds and trees,
and of the flowers display,
You who guard the Sacred Stones,
And the legends that they keep,
Watching over the creatures and
The Mountains while they sleep,
Sing to me your secrets,
Of canyons, hills and plains,
That I may know the mysteries,
Of why the land remains...
A constant source of beauty,
That feeds every Child of Earth,
Nurturing all weary travelers,
Teach them of their worth.
Healing our bodies, made of dust,
With the Medicine plants that grow,
Reminding each human to honor,
The earthly vehicles of the soul.
The Clan Chief of Water
The shimmering waters reflect
The face of you, who knows,
The feelings of every being who
Has come to Earth to grow.
The Water Spirits sing the song
Of the rivers, seas and rain,
Of cleansing tears and watery births
That bring new life again.
Clan Chief of Sacred Waters,
You take each flowing form,
You're reflected in the dewdrop,
You dance in thunderstorm.
You quench the thirst of deserts,
You travel from clouds to sea,
Only to return to the heavens,
As nature's sacred trustee,
You teach us many lessons,
Of how to go with the flow,
Never fighting the currents
That direct the ways we grow.
The Clan Chief of Fire
You are the molten lava that
Gives the Earth new forms,
You are the lightning bolts,
Crashing through thunderstorms.
You are the human passion
That sets each heart on fire,
Teaching us to create from
Our visions and our desires.
Compassionate Fire of Creation,
You keep the Eternal Flame,
That Great Mystery planted
And forever will remain
A constant source of solutions,
For the tests of earthy life,
Teaching each weary pilgrim
That love overcomes the strife.
Your fire lights the Sacred Path,
Allowing our spirits to see,
The constant Fire of Creation,
And our infinite longing...to be!