I have known the company of the Great Spirit under a moonless sky in the quiet solitude of a cold and wintery night.
I have humbly watched as the sparkling souls of the hickory and oak rose to return to their Creator, after they had given of themselves to protect and comfort me -- their brother.
I have heard the powerful, yet soft voice of the Great Spirit gently rustling through the dark forest, telling me -- "All is well."
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