The Ancient Ones

In between the shadow and the light,
I walk with those who formed the night;
Their Ancient Breath falls softly down
Upon my Spirit and gathers round,
Until I see their images faint,
Walking with me without constraint.
How can I see through the mists of time,
Unless I look with my heart and mind
Into the eyes of those who guide me,
Learning lessons which set me free.
Animal Spirits have taught me the way
To seek harmony in my life each day,
With knowledge and faith unsurpassed,
The Ancient Ones remain steadfast.

Lora Frikken ~ 6-25-06