Bright Sun, Dark Death

"If I had a heart I could love you,
 If I had a voice I would sing,
 After the night when I wake up,
 I'll see what tomorrow brings"

The trees are whispering to me,
They are telling me about the past,
They speak to me about my gods,
They show me my faith and my destiny,
The love and the truth is opening to me.

Holy Earth Mother,
Flesh of the World,
Quicken and Kindle,
With the Seeds of Birth.

"Light of eye and soft of touch, speak you little, listen much."

Far away and abandoned.