Bitter silent release washes over the land

bitter silent release grabs you by your hand

 

Alone by yourself, not alone with yourself

listen to your thoughts and converse with yourself

 

And speak the distant ocean, and think the river long

Question the ancient forests and listen to their song

 

You are one with the natural beauty, distant from us all

Play with fairie spirits, when they respond to your call

 

No human interruption to distract your earthen mother

no human misconceptions to make you stray to any other

 

Silver trees and pale seas, no questions and no lies

silver trees and pale seas are but a reflection of your eyes

 

Kindred spirit and mountain king, travel far to hear you sing

Song and tale of mystic knight, using stars as guides through the night

 

Speak the distant ocean, think the river long

Question the ancient forests, then write your own song