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This is the work that started my writing 4 decades ago. It was written on a piece of an old piggly wiggly bag looking out over a vista from near my home in the mountians just east of Rich Mountain, a place called Wolf Penacle..... Ancient Voices The alters are dark and dusty now Just another of histories many pages; Ceremonies long forgotten somehow They drift across the endless ages. But when all is still and the time is right One can hear them on the wind; Calling to their people across the night Like a mystic choir the voices blend. Ancient voices of a tribal band Of a race of man we wish to know; They roam the mist like the restless sand And call unto the lonely wind to blow.
Posted on: Mon, 04 Aug 2014 04:59:19 +0000

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