You don’t know me or who I am, but I am the energy in the land.
Older than the pyramids, I am the source of all that is.
Without me you cant find your way, or live to see another day.
Heed my warnings one and all, judgement day may soon befall.
The children of the earth have always been, the torch bearers for my skin.
If we don’t heed their cry’s, the earth may no longer be here to survive.
The Native people of this earth, can help the planet in it’s rebirth.
They know the secrets for one and all, but must remember those things before they fall.
The future for all rest’s upon, the relationship we have with the one.
Conflict, controversy and dismay, will cease the land for another day.
The energy that our planet has, must be carried by the horse on the land.
They can take us to that place, to see that the future will not be erased.
Judgements that are put upon, the land that exists will no longer be harmed, if the ancients come to call, the native people will understand it all.
Start in one place and move along, each tribe will remember my song.
The land and sky must come to be, the balance of all that we see.
In the middle is common ground, for us to keep our footing proud.
The oceans of strength and the dolphins and whales, will carry the messages through all of their sails.
In the roots of the tree’s travels the energy of me, spreading through the ground, to travel all around.
The horses hoofs beat across all the land, bringing the energy deep and wide, traveling across the great divide.
The planet will hear the energy move, and the ancients will walk again amongst you.
Please take this message to heart once again, the planet’s in trouble and so is all man.
My people, the natives of the land, have suffered enough and are ready to stand.
The tale will be told and remembered by all, how the mission of one man and a horse sounded the call!
As the messenger of god, and the bringer of truth, your voice will ring loud, to all of the youth.
The balance of power hangs in it’s midst, to find our way home must not be overlooked.
The energy that the creator has sent, follow the sun, keep the wind at your back. Travel that direction, you will find your way back.
The villages you meet when you go in this way, will be ready and willing to help seize the day.
The direction to go will change as the wind blows, but follow the path and you will surely know.
Your relatives will travel along with you now, and together the journey will develop and grow.
Travel with a compass the old fashioned way, and the light of the sun will always shine the way.
When your frustration grows and the world seems unfair, just look to the east you will find me right there. In the dawn of the day as the sun comes to call, I will wait for your questions and answer them all.
My bedouin children can clearly see, all of the wind, that blows in the tree’s.
So, to find there way, between the ears of there horse do they say, the direction of the wind will you go, and the kiss of the sun that will show.
With the wind at your back, blowing ahead, the sun will shine leading your time.