Sing to my soul of ages gone by Paintings on walls, stories through lines Hunts gone by, inspired their hands Sing to me now, before I die Tell me the tales of things you know Let me know your experiences, good and bad The lessons you learned, mistakes you made Tell me the things that moved your heart Ageless you stand, tall and proud Lichen grows upon your surfaces The winds and rains slowly erode And still you stand, strong and bold Home to leopards, baboons and insects Bats take refuge in your dark crevices Explorers amazed, challenged always Can I make my abode within your safety