The Natives Said, Ilkin, you have made it!
Yes, Now Howl To The Skies, For The Great Spirits, Connected All Of Us.
But Ancestral Shaman, the Gun for protection I Lay Down, Medicine I Need, Heavily Wounded I am.
Such Evil! Their Lethal forewarning, Split Me Nearly In Two. Partly Became Healed, From the brew of My Anger.
Smile, For "Human Just Made Way"...
Woman & God, Hide Under Your Kanat, I Will Forever Do.
A few thousand years ago our earliest on this land said: Kana, tribes we are.
A few hundred years ago Jacques Cartier said they seem to be Kana people.
This is the land of Kanada. I told them
On the holiest outlay
My head with gear
The people who respect spirits
under one God.
(Music in Works)
Sing with me Oh Kanada.
Pushing the Evolving Series, especially in the area of Human Social Betterment, "Through the Arts"
Promoting Tundra Line, Part of Canada's Heritage
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When displayed, the digital picture done by the Author is called Northern Wolf.
Dedicated to the heritage crossing of our Asiatic Natives