Dance
of a Shaman
a dead cottonwood tree
there by the frozen lake
it stands alone
in this night of winter
listening to
the whistling
the shrieking
the moaning
of the wind
the voice of an shaman
in the Siberian tundra
who used to dance
to the spirit of the dead
clad in a wolf skin
in the middle of night
whistling
shrieking
moaning
it was far away and back
in place and time
she is no longer in this world
she dances no more
in this life
but I listen
like a dead cottonwood tree
there by the frozen lake
for her hauntingly seductive
whistling
shrieking
moaning
in this night of winter
Orchestral Music Composition,
Fantasia In E-Minor: Dance Of A Shaman
By Suchoon Mo
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