Ancient Voices

I hear your ancient voice Great Spirit In the native tongue Of all living things, Surpassing our feeble Attempts to erase your Substance with vulgar noise And dangerous form. I see you breathe In the hills And across the seas, Constant motion through Each season That brings new teachings To this student Visiting your precious gift. To taste the nectar Of your highest vision Is the supreme reward And I am humbled by all You've expressed to me On this inspiring path. Your manifestation Does not go unnoticed. Now feel this warrior Bond with all You call me to see And know I am walking With love and honor For the majesty radiating In your creation As you dream through me.