Their smile is like the morning sun;
a new world order just begun.
The brilliance in that golden haze;
glimpsing paradise through their gaze.
They hold the key to kingdoms wide,
within their heart you cannot hide.
All truth is held by them in trust,
deal honestly with them you must.
Listen calmly to all they say,
and they will guide you on your way.
Enjoy the journey, love the place;
accept their wisdom and their grace.
For they live here, they know this land
from mountain top to desert sand.
All knowledge held within their glow,
just waiting there for you to know.
So listen, hear them speak your name,
then take their path; their wildness tame.
Doin’ Stuff stuff