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I’ve become a tree, giving birth to birds

I’ve burned out and turned - turned to ash and dust

I became one with the bones of wolves and owls

I became one with the forest fruits

I’m an ancient being, the origin of life

Ressurection is what I found in the heart of Lavondyss

I’m a child that carved out masks of wood

Discovered hollowing and felt the cold and fume

I’m an old woman that passed away in peace

I’m a child that heard his brother cry

Who lost his sister in the old woman

And fire’s still burning in the Land of the bird’s spirit

I am the lover of a hunter and a man

Shaman with the gift of seeing the unseen