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Spirit Hawk
Soaring from the astral planes,
To walking bound to earth,
Giving hidden messages,
New idea’s which to birth.
A message from the guides,
A path that must be shown,
Which way on the path you choose,
Is something you must do a lone.
Hear him through the wind,
Feel his energy flow,
Call upon him when you need to,
His presence he’ll make known.
A melody to my Spirit,
A whisper in the wind,
The hawk opened up my heart,
This is where healing must begin.
© 2011 Wind Songs Spiritual Poetry
poem
by
Annalee Hopkins
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