OLD WATERS
“Wandering Spirit Daughters.”
Rivers once dominated the scarred lands surrounding the two craters on our planet. During the great divide these waters, once full of life, evaporated before our own eyes. No life has returned except for the lost daughters of an ancient people which were once know as the tribe of “The Old Waters".
A bedtime story to fall asleep,
tells tales of women who always weep.
Lost and wandering across the plains,
their only fate to create the rains.
Ever longing to find their home,
without their tears no tree had grown.
We pray for them to heal one day,
to find their peace and fade away…
