A child and a shaman - Butterfly Temple

I gaze with agazement

At a world without name

Beneath cloudy raiment

From whence now I came

I hear as the grass grows

At soring’s tender hhard

My heart pumps green hillows

To every steam

Both:

A trouvere of a new May

In butterfly’s fane

I, m a note of the great lay

Composed by the main

Song of a Shaman:

A theme that is profound

I play at my ease

When wanderig spellbound

In ecstatic bliss

I dance like a moth with my senses numb

As did my feet in ancient times

To a million souls primeval rhymes

That from the inside beat my drum

They see just a shape cught in fire-lit spree

A wondroust image in essence nude

And envy yhic godlike solitude

(They, who) endorwed with gift of saying 'we'

Both:

Of nature unspoken we share different shapes

Of stellar sonata, of nightingale’s stayes

Yet face of each other we cannot descry

This 'Mirour de l’Omme' lies before our eyes!

Song of a Shaman:

A paradox’s door-man

A shepherd of dawn

With my hands I’m warming

The fiery glow

They attribute me wonders

Of ignorance’s van

Forsaking The Marvel

The on that is Man