Then he made mystical drawings – or so it would seem,
thinking the great spirit would rid him of his dream.
“To my people, I must go!” off the chief strode,
Down through the mountains and the river’s road.
violating other tribes sacred boundaries,
lands of chasms, open skies and oak trees,
however, the apparition stayed in his view,
it could not be shaken – and then he knew,
it was some sort of unknown theology,
one that he could not understand or see.
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