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Subject: Re: The Angelic White Eagles Of Thought

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Date Posted: 08:16:07 12/06/01 Thu
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In reply to: D.Lester Young (White Eagle) 's message, "The Angelic White Eagles Of Thought" on 22:01:55 12/05/01 Wed

This is beautiful! I have always been fascinated with Native American beliefs and I just love them. This poem really touches on all of that. Good job!

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>
>Fear not create your spirit to fly with.
>
>The White Eagle name I use
>Is not to take a native pride
>For their spirit lies on a higher plain
>
>I use it for a way of expressing
>In a natural way
>The pictures that nature has implanted
>In the beauty of my thought
>Looking out with the eagles eye
>
>And in the whiteness of purity
>We all crave spirituality
>For I seek a path much like the white buffalo
>
>It may have been if there were past lives
>A feather I would have
>But to the nation of Indian leaders
>All I want is to write in a way
>That all can see the peace within them
>
>A picture of an ever-reaching sky
>To fly my thoughts upon the silken winds
>Caressing my mind into the frenzy
>That must come out in music
>Of written words in golden flows
>For everyone to see from an unblinded site
>Overlooking the cliffs of their imaginations
>
>Let us play in a name
>That will inspire our minds on
>And not in the creator at the time
>
>For as my dreams appear before you
>To be taken from me
>Others must feel free to fly on their own
>
>For this mind of never ending puzzles
>Has gone mad in the ways to get things out
>In a way people can reach within
>And grab their emotions
>To cry in shouts so loud
>That they feel alive
>To think with the winds of time
>And the eagle protecting our souls
>From closing into our selves
>
>So I fly clawing away
>Hoping for a response
>That will let me sleep with a smile
>That makes me fly with the eagle into eternity
>On a pillow of purity
>Where the angels can sing me to sleep
>
>D.Lester Young (12/5/01)
>Tuscaloosa, AL
>Copyright � D.Lester Young (White Eagle)

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