I’m far far away
Who’s voice will
Carry me back?
The thorn bushes
Are calling
The magpie in
The field calls
My name
Cold numbing
Night beckons
Black raven
Hovers over me
watching
Steel cold wind
Snaps around
My body
Keeping me warm
The ethereal music
Of the stars
Harmonizes with the
Song of hidden
wildflowers
In the shadow
Of humanity
The full moon’s
Voice joins with
Water’s whisper
Flowing down the
Mountain
In quicksilver
Which beat will my
Feet step to?
Who’s song will
Be my own?
Who’s voice will
Call me back
From this grey land
So far far away
?
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