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
