The Return to Source, Before the lines were drawn on ancient land, We breathed as one beneath the Creator's hand. One council fire burned beneath the sky, Before the illusion forced the heart to cry. The Great Smoke rose from one eternal place deep within, Before the boundaries hid our brother’s and sister's face. Beyond the dividing worlds of night and day, The medicine is washing wounds away. A sacred fire burns deep within our chest, A divine ache that will not let us rest. The heartbeat drum is calling us all home, Across the winds and through the shifting grounds. No longer scattered like the autumn leaves, Mankind awakens as the Great Spirit breathes. across Mother's sacred. mountains, all the rivers run,To pour sacred waters back into the One. The artificial walls are bound to fall, To join the single pulse that moves through us all. The ancient mother awakens us to the sacred call, To return to the place that's hidden deep within us all. We rise as matching eagles, face to face, Restoring honor to the human race. Returning at last to where we all belong,The absolute Source where we are all one. By Shanti Sacred Reflection 🪷☀️🌊✨♾️ Before the boundaries, before the separate masks—there is a single pulse that moves through us all. Returning to sacred place where we are one. By Shanti 🪷☀️🌊✨♾️ #TheCocreate #EsotericArt #ConsciousnessShift #SovereignGrace #StarseedAwakening - @shanti_sacred_reflection