Shamanic Rite

From inside a cloud with the shape of a grey owl

Scanning down the hill of an indian scared site

I can see a figure with hair white like the snow

The polar crystal breath.

Gyrating around the pyre like a planet in orbit

Around the burning mass of a life giving sun

Following the ways of the ageless

Parallel not our paths can cross

In a shower of meteor storm

As you have sung for me

Now I sing for you

As you have welcomed me

Now I welcome you

The shaman

From inside a cloud with the shape of a grey owl

Scanning down the hill of an indian scared site

I can see a figure with hair white like the snow

The polar crystal breath.

As you have sung for me

Now I sing for you

As you have welcomed me

Now I welcome you

The shaman

Let's take our place as stars in the night sky...