Our ancestors watch over us, & whisper what's needed
During our darkest hours... You send Your helpers to guide
To comfort all those hurting, & sometimes allow us to see
Only you Creator, could have this much love
To reveal the unknown, to share the unsearchable
To make available the unavailable
For this I give thanks, & humble myself before You
For speaking the unspeakable, forgiving the unforgivable
And loving those of us, we thought unlovable....
Written by: Kathy Little Wolf
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