Classic Poem

ShkoÔÇ▓ks or spirit's incantation

I am singing to the heavens above.

Another of the same

I am sliding, slipping, sliding,
Towards that wretched land, towards that burning region, to remain there.

Another of the same

What was it? what was it? It was he, it was himself!

Song of the dry water-spring

Indeed my spring has dried up.

Song of the old frog

I, the decrepit she-frog, sit down here by the water spring.

Song of the wind

I the wind am blowing,
Everywhere I am blowing,
In the skies I am blowing.

Song of the five female elks

The knife lying at the end of the knife range.

Song of the fisher, a species of otter

Why then do you pursue me so? You flutter and beat your wings.

Young otter's song

The otter's offspring, I plunged into the water,
When I emerged from it, the ground blazed up,
The earth was shaken to its foundations.

Weasel's song

I the weasel am starting;
On the soil I draw my circles;
I the weasel I travel in circles.

Song of the weasel

In the spirit-land I blew out from me the heart of the skoÔÇ▓ksh.

Mink's song

I the mink am starting off.

Song of the woodpecker

The woodpecker, I am sticking fast,
Upwards looking I stick to the tree-stump;
The woodpecker, I am sticking fast,
Downwards I look, and hold myself.

Horned owl's song

I possess the horned owl's sharp vision; my roof-ladder is of speckled wood.

Spider's incantation

I the spider am going up; upwards I travel.

Patient's song

I am singing my Earth song.

Another of the same

Now my heart has returned.

Another of the same

Now it has turned!'
Another of the same

After I had arrived in the spirit land the Earth wept and cried.