The Song of Ondine (Northlands)

 

From life to life they shift and change

These generations of the land.

But in her song they stay the same:

Their faces, passions, fears and dreams.

 

She heard them in the Northern lands.

They sang an echo to her song:

A stone that skimmed across a lake

Becomes a pike that took the bait.

 

And further on, within the song,

Their stories told of ancient days:

Of when the pike itself could sing,

Of when the Earth became a lake.

 

She heard them try to sing her song:

Each generation one verse on.

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