I hunt because they hunted for a hundred thousand years. I pass the test, I will diminish. Hear my cry, oh ancestors:

oh young shaman
don’t go
for he defeated the spirits
forever
that we would never have to be
yoked to them again

so dance and
lay down your load
in the fields, in the forests
and summon to yourself courage
and nothing else

for the great dance is a generous way
and the great dancer
always watching

Dedicated to a thousand thousand shamans