The Garden

See the leaves rustle in the summer's breath
The last one before the looming fall

The life still lingers in the autumn's shade
Eager for the promise of first snow
Each hill and boulder familiar
Sacred and whole

My pulse runs through my people
In the bedrock
In the bone and marrow
Alive with a sacred fire
It burns through our skin

See the flowers bloom
In the hallowed ground
With the gentle promise of the spring, aha

All life now awakens from black winter's bane
Eager now, towards summer grow
Each hill and boulder familiar
Sacred and whole

My pulse runs through my people
In the bedrock
In the bone and marrow (In the bone and the marrow)

See the leaves rustle in the summer's breath (Before we fall into night)
The last one before the looming fall (Before we fall, before we fall into night)
The life still lingers in the autumn's shade
Eager for the promise of first snow (Before we fall, before we fall into night)
Each hill and boulder familiar
Sacred and whole (Before we fall, before we fall into night)

Before we fall into night