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I am here
like a vapor
Like mist
But I am dry
I am smoke
I sparkle static
Over quaking earth
Hummock insecure
Stomp dancing
Bears send
Percussive shivers
Shells rattle
Each step
Soon filled
Nearby the
Peat burns
The pines burn
Hot I burn
Lightening fire
Dry storm ignited
Lifting billows
Of smoke visible
One hundred miles
I follow the smoke
I have become smoke
My dreams
My strength
My prayers
My devils
Myself destroyed
The smoldering air
Crackles
To merge with
Electric clouds
Arching sky synapse
Of no rain
St. Elmo’s fire
Is purple blue
The air is green
I was a tree
Now I am brown
Smoke rising
Drifting I
See my mother
Behind the
Rainless clouds
A rainbow speaks
Promising
Not by water
But by fire
Thunderbird
Is flying
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Bear … 06.22.2015
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Tag Archives: forest fire
Music Themes: TREES AND FORESTS
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1. Égi Táltos & Mohalepte
Égi Táltos –The Moon and the Nightspirit Of Dreams Forgotten and Fables Untold
Égi Táltos = Celestial Shaman
Mohalepte — The Moon and the Nightspirit
Mohalepte = Moss becoming or emerging or surprise as You or You becoming or emerging or surprise as Moss or
MossBeing MossyForestBeing
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2. Puita
With Trees – Korpiklaani
Korpiklaani = Forest/Wilderness Clan
Puita = With Trees
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3. The Memory Of Trees
The Memory Of Trees — Enya
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4. Mänty Metsät
Pine Woods – by Korpiklaani
Korpiklaani = Forest/Wilderness Clan
Mänty Metsät = Pine Woods
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5.. Alaska Forest Firenado
Alaska Firenado film by Douglas Burts –Barton Hollow by The Civil Wars
Doubglas Burts of the Alaska Division of Forestry caught incredible footage of a ‘firenado’ forming from
a forestfire. ‘Firenados’ are what they sound like, fire swirling clouds of smoke with tornado strength winds.
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6. Lysabild
Lysabild — Valvran
Lysabild = Light Crabtree
Valvran = described as originating from ravens who consume the bodies of the dead on the battlefield, alternately, as wolf/raven hybrids
I træets øverste grene
Sad en pige så alene
Et ansigt sig spejlede i tællelampens skær
Borte var alle hun havde haft så kær
Og dødens vind den strejfede hendes kind
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I træets øverste grene sad en pige så alene
Men håbet det boede i hendes unge sind
Som lyset det flakkede i den røde aftenvind
Og livet kyssede hendes kind
Alene de andre er døde
Alene alle er døde
Alene resten er døde
Lys mit lys
3 mile derfra sad i sorg en ungersevend
Hand troede ej mere skulle få en ven
Modløs han stirrede mod aftenhimlen grå
I det fjerne et glimt ud i mørket han så
Han løb gennem stok han løb over sten, gennem moser og krat og forrev sine ben
Men ensom at være det ville han ej, og ran så af sted på den lange mørke vej
Han løb over mark og han løb gennem skov, alt imens pigen sad i træet og sov
Han løb gennem hegn og løb over krat, han stred sig igennem den mørkeste nat
Alene de andre er døde
Alene alle er døde
Alene resten er døde
Lys mit lys
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Links to participants:
Bear
Willow
http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/10/03/morestsusic-theme-trees-and-f/#comment-11565
Eva
Johnny
http://johnnyojanpera.wordpress.com/2013/10/03/trees-and-forest-music/
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