And Through The Soul Of Time
By sidewinder
It speaks to me of sheltered times within the plains of passage, Forgotten doors revealed within a soul, And when the spirit speaks, I listen, For wisdom is calling beyond the mountains, I hear the drumbeat of the ancient one, Their call gladdens my spirit, For in my dreams I know the wolf, We hunt to together, Within the night of the moon, He is my brother, Also revealed to me is brother cougar, We fish together and travel ancient trails, And through the soul of time Gaia smiles. June 17, 1999 Written February 22nd, 2002 © on Feb 22 2002 04:48 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 12
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"It speaks to me..."