Canyon of the ancestors
Hidden from all but us
Intermingling the living and dead
We dance for them as required
Dream singer prepares her quest
In a circle we dance round and round
Moving to the beat of drums
As the fire grows higher
We start spinning fast
As drums and fire meet and combust
Dream singer still in trance
We wonder what glories she sees
Finally released from spirit
She looked at us sadness on her face
We all push in to hear her prophecy
She stands slowly as if aged in time
Indeed she looks much older
She raises her hand and all is silent
A gasp is heard as the tears flow from her face
This will be my final dance, death comes soon
What of us is asked who will be our dreamer
No one she replies quietly
There is not enough time left for me
No dreamer has ever made it with out the secrets
Soon you will all leave on a terrible journey
I see trails and trails of blood and tears
Everything you had lost to you
Be strong my people lest you all die
I will watch you from spirit world
Go do more then survive; thrive
The road will be long and hard
Many will meet the ancestors along the way
To those that reach new homes do not hate
We have a purpose yet on this world
She begins to sing her final dream song
© kismet 2010
