Scooter and I relax fireside by the East Penobscot, Maine
What do you see in the fire?
wraiths which round each other wind
flaring, soaring, ascending
a flame that burns deep in my mind
no beginning and no ending
Scooter and I relax fireside by the East Penobscot, Maine |
a window to a distant past
when the world was young
when the dice were not yet cast
the ballads not yet sung
a glimpse of new paths not yet taken
towards a new tomorrow
when hate and evil are forsaken
a world that knows no sorrow
embers linked in scarlet lace
incandescent sinew
life and death in sweet embrace
the cycle must continue.
Nanook of the Nashwaak
Reach out and touch a rock
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