ancient ones

Looking over the flat lands of the Netherlands and Flanders, looking at the trees thinking of  the ancient ones seeing them in the trees... the first line came into my head... Theresia was driving so I took a paper and pencil and these words just came:  

The ancient ones are calling

the ancient ones are coming in

the ancient ones are blessing us

the ancient ones are here

We are the ancient ones returning

we are the power here and now

we are the ancient ones

powerful and true

The ancient ones are connecting us

the ancient ones are here

We have to listen

we have to sing

we have to dance

we have to move the ancient way

Nothing is here forever

nothing is here forever

We have to be

we have to be

we need to love

we need to give

we need to praise

give thanks for live

We are the ancienst ones

we are the ancient ones

We are these words

we are this song.

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