Sacandaga

Golden sunsets whisper Pastel painted skies Fading lights embrace Hills of endless pine Can you hear her calling? Dusk's eternal blanket falls Darkness rolling silent Over mountains high Hemlock bleeding warm sap Leaves dance on autumn sky Shadows move in softly Creeping darkness falls Ancient spirits whisper Spells of moon and earth Seven sacred pines Soaring ever high A road to the stars Painted through the sky Autumn wind comes softly Kissing my bare chest Ancestral strength consumes me I am reborn Skyward we rise Over moss encrusted hemlock To awaken the hearts of long forgotten gods Ashes of the forest are flowing through my body Bestowing great strength and the will to carry on The passage of time slows to a soft whisper Like wind in the pines while the creek flows softly by A blackened wolf spirit with feral eyes of fire Watches from the shores of the river of my mind Awakened by the vision of a thousand lives before me My spirit flies free on the hallowed winds of time And as the dream fades, my mortal form becomes me The wolf's eyes fall upon me and our spirits intertwine A Celestial womb of ash Behind her eyes of fire A Celestial womb of ash Behind the eyes of her spirit