I painted by torchlight
In my cave, the
Creatures I've seen in
My long life. My left arm,
Crippled by a boar,
My right must with my life
Make these images
On the cave walls
Despite the elders who
Claim a closeness to
Gods greater than mine.
What have they but
Time and grayer beards?
I have this right arm
And the dreams given me
By the goddess who lives
Here calling as she does
For me to show her what
It's like outside, and the
Creatures I've seen,
As she sings.
