Lost Wisdom pt. 2 - Mount Eerie

I think the screaming wind said my name

Significance found in rocks

Then the mountain slowly blowing

And the river

Lost Wisdom returns

And the sound of the river sighing

«Here's your home.»

Under the ashes, waking up

And blue dusk slowly revealing

Seeing the moon in the middle of the day

The gleaming stone

Cuts streams;

I’ve been living, sleeping

Now the world is flaming

Or is it clouds rising through the trees on the ridge?

I know the world is a flaming house

And what I hold

I will be grieving

And Lost Wisdom returns

Watching dust dancing

Living a long life, growing towards form

Awareness persistently fleeting

And the song that cuts through the fog sometimes

Is lost in rainy evenings

Wrapped in fog

In the depths of the house

I followed a sound further in

And I saw you