"It must be I who has caused the Great Spirit so much anger, for see how I sway to and fro. If he does not cease soon, I am going to jump to the sky and find the cause of his displeasure, if I can."
From Tales and Stories of Yellow Creek by R.W. "Doc" Schilling (1947)
With great wrath the earth shook, the megalith took flight
Crashing from the highest hill into the stream below
Long before the arrival of man the sentinel had sat and awaited its time
The forest stood still, then silence was shattered, the land was now fractured
In time men would speak atop its frame of pride and war,
Of hate and death, of wisdom and prophecy