IRC-Galleria

Its harvest time the moon was shine pure magic in the air
the universe so miracle like drum sticks on a snare
the cycling the seasons change the healing that repairs
We pass around the sacred pipe then hold it in the air,
we blow the smoke in 4 directions giving thanks each time
then nothing can reward the gods like fruit at harvest time
so plant your seeds and love the soil and water it each day
and live your life with pure intention good things will come your way


Tämä verse, parhain verse :)