Dakotah Lavender

Forest Spirit

 

Walking through the forest,

stalking my nights meal.

Tracking a path is the surest,

a life is what I must steal.

To pay a price for such fares,

dancing spirits I must follow.

Upon arrival a Forest Spirit stares,

dread crept leaving me hollow.

He then bowed to kiss my brow,

then cursed turning me a spirit.

Since then I\'ve nothing but sorrow,

heart crying out for all to hear it.

There is no undoing this curse,

eternity of regret, and praying.

A life wrongfully taken and worse,

price I pay, I am now paying.