By Night’s Stream

I am closer to my forefathers

Then my father was

They have shared their secrets

with me, alone

By the side of the night’s

cascading stream course

And through the glowing bed

of the fire’s coals

And the erie cry of eagles

soaring high above.

 

And I for my part have studied

their whispers

Practiced their skills

Absorbed their secrets

And for this, I am now unique

For I alone have shed technology

Encouraging it to slip away and fall behind

Society has become to “me focused

Yet I refuse the egocentric materialism

In favor of holistic simplicity

 

 

 Copyright 1989 Marty Vandermolen, All Rights Reserved