HEAR ME GREAT SPIRIT

 

If I were an eagle

             soaring high above the pines;

Freedom would be mine, and

                         I would venerate the moment.

 

                -and-

 

If I were a young doe

              resting in the tall meadows;

Serenity would be mine,and

                        I would cling to the moment.

 

               -and-

 

If I were a lone wolf

              stalking through the timbers;

Cunning would be mine, and

                        I would savor the moment.

 

 

             -and-

 

 

Though I am no one special 

                     less than a grain of sand;

Humility shall remain mine

                      and I give thanks for themoment.