The Gift of an Angel

The Gift of an Angel

Artwork courtesy of and copyright by Daniel B. Holeman

The gift this angel brings, is love for the earth and all life...human and otherwise....the vibrant colors of the rainbow, the sweet wind-song, the rushing streams, magnificent oceans and majestic trees, the fragrant flowers and our animal friends who teach us much about building strong families and communities.

Watch the angel deliver her gift to the one who waits on the is you....hold out your arms, open your heart, sing from deep in your soul, and paint every moment of your life with "all the colors of the wind."

- Lynne Newman 1998

Colors of the Wind

You think I'm an ignorant savage
And you've been so many places
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the savage one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know?
You don't know....

You think you own whatever land you land on
The earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name.

You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn the things you never knew you never knew

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth.

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends

How high does the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll never know

And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For whether we are white or copper skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain
Need to paint with all the colors of the wind.

You can own the earth and still
All you'll own is earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the wind.

Lyrics by Stephen Schwartz
From Disney's Pocahontas

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