The songs of talent

A burdensome prize

A secret possession

The cat with nine lives

A calming rain

Almost more like a mist

That circles a waterfall

Inside of a forest

A mysterious cave

Hides many alcoves

And the cliff right beside it

On this Island of Ours

Near the dolphins

That swim in the ocean

The wolves stalk by

Waiting for their moment

The talent, the prize

The secrets and lies

With the rain and the mist

The waterfalls and a kiss

The mystery and thrill

Of the mountains and hills

And the sheep with the sharks

Hiding away in the dark

And in the dark there lies

A passion deep inside

To feel anything it can

It strikes without a plan

This thing can't be controlled

Can't even be described

Except as primal instinct

To do nothing but survive.