The undiluted shamans chants

The undiluted shamans chants

Hang in the heavy silence of the ancient forest
The trees are singing in the depths of wooden hearts
Emitting light infused healing powers
The firs and birches swing slightly in the air
Almost impossible to notice by untrained eyes
Possessing spirits souls universal knowledge
The Other world is channeling through them
You cannot hear the song but yet it there
Filling the taiga with an aura of muffled magic
The stories telling in the musical vibrations
The tribal drums forecasting things to come
Mixing of languages or maybe multicultural
What does it matter in the big scheme
The message is the one all inclusive truth
The animals accept , following the path
As humans we're not sensitive enough
To hear the music in the midst of nature
When portals open for mere mortals to discover
We ignore, spooked by unknown feeling

The undiluted shamans chants
Bring times of spiritual wonders back
Making the trees sing, the mountains to whisper
And for us ..to stand back , listening yourselves
Then only we would understand the regal music
Hidden in the unfathomable expense of silent forest

by Margaret Gudkov