Words of the Wind [This is a volume of verse collected from Ashlander wise women. 'May I shrink to dust' is from the Ahemmusa Ashlanders of the Grazelands.]May I shrink to dustIn your cold, wild Wastes, And may my tongue speak Its last hymn to your winds. I pray for the herder That whistles to his guar at play. I pray for the hunter That stalks the white walkers. I pray for the wise one That seeks under the hill, And the wife who wishes For one last touch of her dead child's hand. I will not pray for that which I've lost When my heart springs forth From your soil, like a seed,
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