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I Call Upon The Elders

Where are my Shaman come
to heal my soul...

Where are my Elders...
with the power
To make me whole

As I raise my wounded eyes
to the night sky...

Ancestors...draw near
Please hear my cry...

Weak...
Is the blood and bone of me
Withered... down to my core

Cover my soul in your soothing care
Till I am strong
For I can take no more

I ...hear the ancient rhythms
I feel them as they flow
Cover me ....till I am well
Do what you must....
To save my soul.

I see The Shadows...
Come to steal me away
Elder spirits...protect me
Till the light of day...

Sisters from the nether realm...
Guard your sibling well...
Soothe my scorched spirit
From the flames of Hell
Cleanse me...
restore my worth
That I may shine again like gold
Let my aura's fragrance be that of a rose
For at present My soul is rotted and old

Restore...
The Blood and Bone of me
Let new light shine
through my third eye...

For lost in the wilderness
is what I've been...
Till I have left
No more tears to cry...

Empty as a barren land
Bitter as souls lost at sea

I submit my essence
To My Mothers land

Ancient Spirits
You have permission ...
to enter me.

Prostrate before you
I surrender all...
Heal my soul
Hear my call

Ancient Spirits
Please enter me...
Make me whole...
Set Me free
Written by Firebyrd
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