"I was born to find goblins in their caves / And chase moonlight / To see shadows and seek hidden rivers / To hear the rain fall on dry leaves / And chat a bit with death across foggy nights/ I was born to watch owls in dark forests/ And hear coyotes cry/ To feel trees tremble and the grass sleep/ To taste cold air and smell the damp earth/ And watch ghostly shapes disappear across foggy nights. J.Kavanaugh