Tanith has not received any gifts yet
I am not as you think I am...
It would take a lifetime and you would
Still never understand it...
I am in the morning dew upon the grass
I am in the roughness of the aged oak tree
I am in the wind that rustles the ancient pines
I am in the slightest touch and the deepest
I am captured in a moment and lost in instant.
You may search endlessly and never find me.
You may look up and see me staring at you through
the golden eyes of an owl...
You may touch me in the deepest rivers and feel
my presence in the darkest corners of the
But never will you behold me in front of you,
for I am an ever moving shadow...
I am the lament of the ancient winds
And the cry of the lonely
I am the anguish in the tides and
The longing in the swells...
I am the Rain that falls on your face
And whispers too late...
I am the sound of silence in the Night and
The call of the birds at day...
My sorrow is the wolf's song in the evening
and my elation is the Muse of the rising sun
You may follow my call for eternity yet never will it
be directed at you...
My tears are for the Waters.
My eyes are for the Stars.
My soul is for the Forest.
You hear my voice
You feel my presence
You see my way
You touch my soul
Among the trees and rivers I'll stay
My name will lie upon your breath,
But may never escape into words,
Forever conscience of my existance.