Twilight Man

 

Out of dream time stepped a twilight man

awakened from under earth's blanket out of a pod

This revered spirit gave totemic ancestors to each clan

then returned as tree and rock, a slumbering god

 

As if out of clay he had molded man's race

from chips of humanity's block

In magical song each chant's note falls into place

with music of a mythical clock

 

To guide us back he left song lines

to man's two souls, a musical map

Here no life or death, follow roots and vines

to dream time in the circle of a never ending nap