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2025-07-19 13:39:19 -

Smoke and Wing

Smoke rises from the pipe
like whispers of the ancestors,
drawing a path between two spirits —
man and bird, earth and sky.

The canoe stays still
Yet time quietly drifts by,
between the sacred breath of the forest
and an old prayer never forgotten.

The black bird meets the smoke
soft as an unspoken memory,
its gaze steady — no fear, no division,
only knowing, only thanks.

The man says nothing,
But he gives the universe
In a single white breath
that drifts into the stars.

#nativeamericanwisdom

Smoke and Wing Smoke rises from the pipe like whispers of the ancestors, drawing a path between two spirits — man and bird, earth and sky. The canoe stays still Yet time quietly drifts by, between the sacred breath of the forest and an old prayer never forgotten. The black bird meets the smoke soft as an unspoken memory, its gaze steady — no fear, no division, only knowing, only thanks. The man says nothing, But he gives the universe In a single white breath that drifts into the stars. #nativeamericanwisdom

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