–by Bob Roma (June 20, 2018)
Voices from a distant past
Footsteps on a sacred path
Whisper dreams and whisper tales
of ancient songs and prayers
Rivers run, mountains stand
Sacred staff passed hand to hand
Honor runs cross the land
for all the world to see
[Oh Mitakuye Oyasin]
So run, run, spirit runners run
Touched by the sky and blessed by the Sun
Into an ancient future run
on this road to eternity
And fly, fly, spirit runners fly
Lift up your hearts and lift up your eyes
And sigh, sigh, spirit runners sigh
on this road to your destiny
And the road waits for you and me
And the road waits for you and me
Dennis and César are in your hands
We run toward a greater plan
of peace and harmony
The wind blows, the eagle flies
Young are born and others die
Their spirits and their lives reside
inside of you and me
[All my relations]
So drum, drum, spirit drummers drum
Your heart beat sings to everyone
Mothers, fathers, daughters, sons
are called to your endless beat
And love, love, spirit runners love
The cry of the wolf, the song of the dove
Grandfather smiles from above
and our Mother Earth is eased
Yes our Mother Earth sleeps in peace
Yes our Mother Earth sleeps in peace
Voices from a distant past
Footsteps on a sacred path
Whisper dreams and whisper tales
of ancient songs and prayers
So run, spirit runners, run
So run, spirit runners, run
Run, spirit runners, run
— Bob Roma. Song inspired by the annual 500 Mile American Indian Spiritual Marathon which started in 1978. [The song can be heard at the bottom of this page]
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