Spirit Guardian

In the depths of his eyes, a story unfolds, A testament to a life deeply lived and told. The feathers on his head, a symbol of his pride, A guardian of traditions, where heritage resides. The paint on his face, a map of his past, A warrior's tales, forever etched to last. His presence is a bridge, between worlds apart, A keeper of wisdom, a guardian of the heart. With every wrinkle, a tale of trials and strife, A life well-lived, a spirit that cuts through life. His gaze is a window, to a soul so bright, A shining example, of resilience in the night. In his stillness, a power that does abide, A connection to the earth, where his spirit resides. A symbol of strength, in the face of the unknown, A beacon of hope, for those who have been overthrown. His story is one, of trials and of might, A testament to the human spirit, shining bright.