Song of Rememberance Home

Hmmmmmmmmmmhmmmmmhmhmmmmmoahhhhhoahhhmhhmhmmmmm Mountains call with winds whispers the clouds they fall they cry they rise with life Hmmmmhmhmhmmmmmhmhmhmhmmmmmmmmhmmmmmhmhmmhmmhmmmm Pine leaves aromas swirling The fire was not light but warmth instead people circle round dance with live this was remembered and now I cry Hmmmhmmmmhmmhmhmmmmmhmhmhmmmmmmmooahhhhoahhhhhmmmmhmmmhmmmmmhmmmhmmhmhmmmmmhmhmhmmmmmmhmhmhmhmmmoohohoohwoaoooohmmhmhmhmmmm There no wind only breath Every one ripples more wind The sun not glory but part of story this has come from rememberance land a place called home once long agoooooo this is my soullllll finding hooommmeeee Hmmmhmmhmhmhmmmmmmmmmmmm