Shamanic wisdom flows and spins, to find its sacred home.
God, the flowing energy that's centered throughout all,
In every leaf, in every bone, in every bluebird's call.
The shaman's path, a journey wide,
In realms unseen, there spirits glide.
Through drumbeat's rhythmic trance embrace,
God's presence found in sacred space.
Nature, revered as a living, breathing whole,
Each creature, each element, part of the soul.
Healing hands channel God's divine light,
Restoring balance, dispelling the night.
Ancestors' whispers, carried on the wind,
Their wisdom and love forever pinned.
In rituals and ceremonies, their spirits dance,
Guiding the living with grace and trance.
Community united, by shaman's hand,
Through trials and triumphs, they stand.
God's energy, a force of love and grace,
In every shamanic journey, every sacred place.
-Hermit King-
