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The Song of an Ancient People (A Poem)

Deep within our heart and soul, lies the song of an ancient people.

As the rivers flow with crystalline-clear water, and natural minerals – they sing in a reassuring calmness.

As the thunder roars in the distance skies and rain trickles down like a saddened God – they sing with a darkened sorrow.

As the winds howl in the wide-open plains of a verdant and plentiful landscape – they sing with a carefree spirit.

And as the raging fires of battle rage-on, they sing with a united strength.

As winter turns to spring, their tune changes from one of solitude to one of new beginnings.

And thus, as the song of the ancients echoes deeply within our hearts, it reminds us of our shared commonalities. Though we may all live different lives, even for a fleeting moment of being together – we all remember why we work, why we gather food, why we celebrate a new life, and why we pay our respects for the passing of old life.

A song of merriment, a song of devastation, a song of trial and error. That is the song of our peoples.

Soothing yet harsh, reassuring and deeply devoting – no sound or impression could ever take away such a beautiful and natural song.

It begins as a hymn and a simple whistle. But as more and more people gather, it builds-up like a mighty crescendo.

For those who have yet to be born, and for those who have already lived a long life – this is the song of undying hope. It is that of a higher-calling. It is that of an unending struggle to make ourselves better with each passing day.

So remember when you hear the song of the ancients, where you came from and where you’re going.

Forever in Your Debt,

R.S. Noel

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