A
Forest rife with towering trees
Ends
close upon a shore
To
watch and guard The people
Who
have gathered here before
Words
which traveled on the wind
They
came from distant drums
To
summon them together
This
band of ancient ones.
Elders,
Shaman, leaders all
With
common goal in mind
To
listen to the spirits
And
know that they must find
A
way to tell the nations
Of
the dangers which we face
If
all the Great One's creatures
Shall
vanish from this place
And
while they sit in silence
A
vision fills the door
The
wolf speaks to them clearly
Words
too somber to ignore.
All
living things upon this land
Forever
more entwined
Depend
upon their brother - Wolf
To
change the state of mind
That
earth belongs to us to use
And
taint without a thought
To
how it will sustain us
Though
ruin we have wrought
The
vision - Wolf then faded
As
though it were never there
The
ancient one's then chanted
A
strain of great despair
Their
teaching has transcended time
And
shown us of it's worth
That
in the end all creatures know
That
they belong to Earth
(c)Richard
Buckingham |