Spiritual
Spirit of the Forest
He's in the moons silvery crescent, And the sharp eye of a pheasant, The swift movement of a hare, You'll find him there Spirit of the forest Inside the towering oak, This giant awoke,
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Drifting
The world was born in ice and fire, With it myself, both truth and liar. The hopeless whorls of man's desire And unaware, I drifted. And eons passed, and then, and on
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Peak of Peace
stepping stone to heaven
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