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"We planted you, we nurtured you, we protected you until you became a mighty tree that spread through our hunting grounds. With its branches you now lash us." - Mississauga Chief ![]() Steps leading to a clearing used by the Rideau Lakes Mississauga, of the Ojibwe or Anishinaabe nation, for traditional Sun Dance and other ceremonies. Steps of Stone I sit on ancient steps of stone. I'm by myself, but not alone. The presence of ten thousand souls imbues me with their joys and goals. The steps lead to a sacred place; a place of love and hope and grace. They danced to celebrate the sun before the white man and the gun. I seek what they sought; love and peace ~ for wars around the world to cease. To live a life of nature's plan in harmony with fellow man. In harmony with living things and everything that nature brings. I sit on ancient steps of stone with souls to guide me on my own.
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