Stars Falling, Ancestors Calling

Stars Falling

You stand so still on thin blue ice,
Your feet so firmly bound,
Our ancestors have been called,
To rise from the frozen ground

Strength, Honor and loyal wolves run home,
Silver steps left fine prints in the snow,
We call to you, Ancestors, from beneath the starry dome,
Bid our tidings to the eagle and the crow

Join us in our call, join us in our whispers,
Let the wind carry your song, let the wilderness hear it,
Release your inner self,
Release the Wolf Spirit

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