The wind calls to me
Singing ancient tunes from far away
My heart hears the words,
Whispers of lifetimes past,
And she is exalted beyond the veil
To see, to feel, to be!
And the earth, she holds me in her womb
As the music plays and rustles
My heart, she sways
Rooted in and lost to the echoes
Of what was and remains still
Within the beating of this moment