Friday, November 20, 2009

The Shaman in the Woods



The Shaman I found in the woods today,
Was intimidating, yet I spoke…
“How beautiful you fit in this place,
With your fern and moss covered cloak.”

“How out of place you seem here,
Standing where I once stood…”
He continued, “I reached the heavens once,
Before becoming mere fallen wood.”

I thought him so much more than that,
“You’re a universe, far from alone,
The squirrels, beetles, worms and birds,
All claim you as their home.”

“Yes, that’s the secret of life,” he said,
“My essence you plainly see.
None of us, were ever pure mortals,
Thank you old man,
for reminding me.”

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