Ancient being, talk to me.
Teach me what I must know.
Speak of times gone by
where did you go?
Tell me of lost lands
from which you traveled,
Is there much mystery
that we do not know?
Ancient being,
what animals did you shelter,
what birds sang upon branches,
reaching so high and and so low.
What winds blew around you,
did monkeys swing to and fro?
Ancient being, part of our past
did you sow seeds for the future,
or, of your kind, are you the last?
Ancient one, please teach us,
what we need to know.
Kay Ekwall 2005
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