Whispering almost silently:

Strapped tight Suspended
To earth, fire, wind and rain
About to Start my journey
My mortal frame remains

Ancient wisdom lasts eternal
I roam the planes up high and below
I will live and die forever
I will go where no one goes
My heart will steadily beat the rhythm
Of lives past and lives to come
Universal knowledge gathered
Until all else is said and done

To where I go you can't follow
Your spirit is bound to remain
But when I return from my journey
As a healer I will ease your pain
Impressions
And visions
Subdue my pain
A gateway
Of white light
Is opening again

Behold the stars shining pale and brightly
Gleaming in silence like the Earth Mothers tears
Stigmata of light on a pitch black horizon
As a beacon to the Healer's return
Still the tree stands erect as Autumn's leaves are falling
Flakes of snow are swirling from the lowering sky
Witness the Gods in the dance of the flames

by Goat of Mendes