The Sami way

Take only everwhat you need  
salmon jump through the rainbow spray  
replenishment is guaranteed  
Sami's fight upstream to keep their ways  
 
hidden secrets in shades of grey  
they listen to the earth and feel its needs  
the  folk lore in the frost and peat  
never feels its love betrayed  
 
 sun lifts and its weakness speaks  
long shadows creep on lamp oil store  
moonscape day last for months not weeks  
the moss is thick on the forest floor  
 
the nova glows for sacrifice  
sharpened arrows keen the spear  
red blood spilt on altars ice  
danced appeasements ancestors to revere  
 
bone marrow so cold the autumn fog  
pelts are ready to be worn  
hibernating spiders in the winter logs  
they feel of winters oncoming storms  
 
moon shadow on the glaciers face  
groans on rocks the cliff face speaks  
carved into a sacred place  
riven into spirit that reverberate  
   
the runes were carved in the mother tongue  
hewn and shaped by the sayers sooth  
and told of battles fought and won  
with tools of flint like an otters tooth  
 
twilight tribe hidden nurchured  ways  
no need to break the secret creed  
rock and forest womb today  
this indigenous tribes will, wouldn't cave  
 
sharpened spears and a dead reindeer  
no anthropologist would condone  
they stood in a line grinning  ear to ear  
to post their picture on a mobile phone