There was a man who was embraced by Mother Earth and reminded us that we were born of the earth, we're going to die and we will return to earth ...
Verses
my grandfather (who returned to Earth a few days ago)
Seed stone are buried here
and your offspring shall
continue to prance the word, a fist
working and raising the heart thunders.
your word will not die,
not forget your looks,
not lose your step, do not feed
oblivion. Seed
stone buried you,
your presence in the house he lives, and your teaching
the heart does not forget.
foot oak that gave us such strength, and your hands
we all drove great.
Your absence is not the not seeing you,
your absence is not feeling.
Your absence does not exist,
your presence is your strength.
stone buried seeds are high
just to see everything
terroirs as well as when sitting in your chante,
looked at all the people that fit in your eyes.
are free, you wind, you tag, you land, water ... now you're everything.
L. Sarai 2009
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