The Seer Of Sights

In traces of our tales

Behind the hills and dales

Where men wear horns of deer

Still lies the hut of seer

He has understanding

Mind-boggling nature’s treat

But humble and sincere

May only visit here

Wise and blissful owl

Is staring from his shoulder

Fierce and playful cats

Are purring by his feet

The seer is breathing dreams

He travels to the deep

The seer is breathing dreams

He travels to the deep

The seer will never sleep

so we don’t have to weep

Concentration radiates

From his eyes and mind

It takes subhuman powers

To reach the destination

The power of his gift

Is wider than we could

Ever see

The power of his gift

Is wider than we could

Ever see

Ever guess

Nor understand