On the dark of the moon, with the howl of the wind.
was born a child in Mansu Grove.
Leaning Tree he was called, by the nearest of all,
and beset by the call of the dark forest wall.

Left all alone to grow and to learn.
He spoke with the Fathers unknow to us all.
Father wings he declared at the age of nine,
What is the soul inside!

Listen my son, for the time is right,
for learning the lessons of life.
The clue you will find in these words of mine.

The spirit must be found then spread all around,
study the earth, moon, the sun
and watch as the animals run.

Then when with the spirit you do ride
open your mind to see whats inside,
for it will guide you and it will not lie.

So follow your instincts and let yourself fly,
the spirit is with you in all that you do.
But it cannot help you till you let it through.
So look to the spirit, for the warror is within you.

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