Translation of "A Very Old Poem"   Author:  4605  Category:(Poetry) Created:(3/29/2001 7:24:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (222 times) I speak with all the voices of mountains, my heart flows with the wind. I am not one, but I am all. I speak with the voices of many, yet am I alone. Don't tease me because I am not like you. I come in many different ways. The Earth is my cradle, in Air I will fly. The Water is my breath of life; without fire, I would die. I am the Goddess. I am the God. I am everywhere, and I am no where. I paint pictures with my words, and weave stories with my songs. Thus, in mine many tounges, I speak. I am the bread of the life; the first ones and last. It is given to it, for me, the cup of the life. Alive with me, and it dies too much with me. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  4605 ( Click here ) Spring is coming