I am the spirit of the old ones
A voice that bellows with peerless vigour
I am the fire of the past
Of life that's slipping from my grasp
I crawl to the roots of timeless wisdom
To lay enveloped in the earth
To hear the farthest whispers
The fading heartbeat of the world...
To the meadow and the trees
Finding companionship in falling leaves
I wander there now endlessly...
From set to sun rise, the sky becomes a doorway
To the spinning cosmos, I will step between the stars
Of waking land and sleep
I find myself now in between
O, twilit glade
Fading rays of summer's day
I wander here again
Only in my dreams
The scent of sunlight
Carried through the sleeping boughs
Bittersweet memory
I wake before a silent house
In memory of silent May
I wander in a dream
I walk the river path
Take flight upon the raven's wings
Now boundless soul will dance in
Heaven that dwells within