Guiding Spirit

A poem that was inspired to me when I was playing my flute.

Oh majestic spirit, help me wonder through the

open plains and close mountain forests.

For I am lost, lost in a world of men, expanding

their territories and building their cities.

Man no longer remembers the days of old,

 when they embraced the magic, the wilderness,

and the spirit world.

Oh Guiding Spirit, please help them remember the

days of when man and beast spoke to each other.

Remember the days of when life was like the rivers,

 ever flowing a natural course that never changed.

Oh holy one, help them remember that they were

your chosen ones.

The ones that were to keep the balance of life and order.

Oh Guiding Spirit, save them from the doom

that they brought upon themselves.

 

Reviews

[Dylan A. Miller]

This is wonderful! Totally my style. Man has created hell on earth, and have absolutely forgotten about the magic. I thought there were a couple errors though. Just that I think it would work better without the word "of" in "days of when man and beast spoke to each other" and "days of when life was like the rivers".

[RachelReaper]

This sounds like a beautiful prayer. Very beautiful!

[rwar ish me]

very nice and powerful

[*~DreamDeamon~*]

i really like it. It shows who you are. :) good job Dylan. Nice flow and just a good write.

[Little Abbey]

I like this poem a lot! It reminds be a lot of a book I read a long time ago. I can't remember the name of it, but it was historical fiction about a native american boy trying to rescue his family.