Spirited

the sky’s filled with enchanting verses of nature
its  course without no care but survival
the breeze feeds the sun
the wind for calls of the spirits
the moon shines the night
the calling of a boy becoming a man
the rite of ways interpreted through rituals
sing for us
pray for us
nature is one as we continue
the days of thunderous glory are upon us
this is what we stand for
sense of mind
the hunter, gather
was a dog sign
with Mexican American customs
this is all spiritual