I hear the hawk scream
above the din of the storm
pure clear
it comes to me
Reminds me of times not so
long ago
When spirits soared
when all was
one
a time when peace was
won
The owl now flies to my
beck and call
Haunting calls from
the deepest wood
Sorrow pain Its sweet
refrain
no more to see
no more feel
the times are gone
the day is done
Goodbye my friends
I'll nere see you again
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