This poem was written by one of our original members, and its vision
of our virtual world carries up to the present day...
Care to learn a little Star Mountain History?
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STAR MOUNTAIN
On
mountain top among the stars,
there's tucked a special place
It's magical and mystical and peaceful,
full of grace
The moonlight casts a golden glow,
warm breezes sing a song
Soft grasses sway, stars light the way,
to those who do belong
At midnight, the appointed hour,
the wolves and maids appear
With ears erect the wolves approach
to see what they might hear
The maidens lovely, glowing bright
are never far behind
The maids and wolves, the wolves and maids,
so tightly intertwined
The
maidens dance with flowing hair,
the wolves they prance and fly
The wolves and maidens back and forth,
go dancing in the sky
They circle in a dance of love
around the fires girth
Their circle is a dance of love
rejoicing in rebirth
All gather
in the soft sweet grass
when dancing has to end
And gather round for nightime tales
the story tellers spin
Too soon the mountain's quiet,
the breezes sing alone
The golden moon still hums the tune,
but wolves and maids have gone
On
a mountain top among the stars,
there's tucked a special place....
(Copyright Dottie the Nativewolf,1996)
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