Forgotten to all forgotten

Written by: Valentin Bogatinoski

to all forgotten

I entered a temple,
In silence put hands together
And a pray in myself I told,
Oh, Gods
      accept my gifts.

I went to a sacred place,
In rhythm I slapped a hand
        hopped with foot
And song I sang,
Oh, Gods,
      accept my gifts.

I climbed a mountain high
Took flint stones 
And stellar sparks I sent,
Oh, Gods,
      accept my gifts.

I came down in a field wide
lit strong fire,
with words write,
Oh, Gods
      accept my gifts

Not to forget me
                     the present,
                           the future,
the past…