The Bear

I am getting old
My steps are slow now
I do not travel too far from familiar ground
The journey to my cave is tiring

I think today
I shall take my last walk

 

The trout play
Teasing me in the glistening stream
They know that I seek food no more
The journey to my cave is tiring

 

 

I think today
I shall take my last walk

 

I wanted to die in winter
Sleeping peacefully with no thought of this death
But the Great Secret has chosen this summer day
The journey to my cave is tiring

 

 

I think today
I shall take my last walk

 

My thoughts travel with me
And I wonder where my children are
I never wanted to die alone, I am old
The journey to this cave was tiring

 

 

I think today
I shall take my last walk

 

Inside I cry
It echoes off the cave walls
I was once played here with my mother
She has come for me now

 

 

I think today

I took my last walk

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