Indian Angel
 

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Your wings overshadow my soul,

because of you my life is made whole.



The medicine you carry within your smile,

leads and guides each and every Red mile.



You are the fire that warms the cold,

the Spirit of the story that the Elders told.



You are the beauty that comes in the spring,

you are the reason that the song birds sing.



The moon that pulls the waves to the shore,

to the highest of heavens my heart does soar.



A ceremony of peace and the grace of power,

the beauty of the momentm, the strength of the hour.



When your glory outshined the stars,

and you freed this soul from white bars.



An Indian angel,

that embodies the beauty of her race

An Indian angel,

that is a reflection of the Creator's face
 

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