Jeg har aldri i mitt liv skrevet et dikt før, men nå i natt fikk jeg plutselig inspirasjon. Med mobiltelefonen som hjelp, forfattet jeg dette lille diktet om Sjamanen`s skjebne og "reise", iløpet av en 10-12 minutters tid. Synes vel det ble ganske så bra også faktisk.
Konstruktiv kritikk taes i mot med takk!
THE SHAMAN (by Lars-Erik Lie)
Lonely in Heart, Lonely in Soul
From Birth til Death
Always Seeking, Always Looking - For that Special Soul, that Special Friend
Into the Shadows he Retreats, into the Forest he Seeks
Talking to his friends - the animals, the birds and the trees
The Call of the Spirits, to help your friend. Heal the World, Enlighten Them
Thats the fate of a Shaman, a Healer, a Prophet, a Friend
Lonely and different like no one else, that`s the Shaman, with his Drum - the Thrusty Friend
They walk together, bonded for all eternity by their Sacred Mission
To Heal and to Help their fellow men
Ask for help and help will come, Talk to the Animals and the Trees, and they will talk back, answering your pleas.
Live in Harmony and Heal yourself.
Then....maybe one day, you too will walk like a Shaman, together with the Drum - your only True Friend
To Heal and to Help the World and Enlighten them.
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