the low moon.

Waters of the Waingunga, the Man-Pack have cast me out.

I did

them no harm, but they were afraid of me. Why?

Wolf Pack, ye have cast me out too. The jungle is shut to me and

the village gates are shut. Why?

As Mang flies between the beasts and birds, so fly I between the

village and the jungle. Why?

I dance on the hide of Shere Khan, but my heart is very heavy. My

mouth is cut and wounded with the stones from the village, but

my heart is very light, because I have come back to the jungle.