Tear my heart from my chest
Thunderstorms ease me
Heartless and pagan
The spirits of nature
swirl like
a bonfire smoke
into my essence
The sound of the rain
Resonates across the fields

The winds build and the water ripples
The birds take cover
The trees outstretch their arms over me
To embrace me in their shelter
The wood breathes on the fire
The thunder cannot bury the flame
With sword and stone I've permeated
Through the ages

A long dead warrior
A shaman
A philosopher
A warlock
memories unlock
As I aboard new realms of experience

The pagan heart swells within
Fill my chakras with strength
The death of a youthful innocence
Change drifts into me
Like the dying autumn's leaves

Bird's eye view of the vast forest
I see in the fog through blind eyes
Guiding myself upon my stone pathway
My staff carries the weight of my wonder