In the womb of the woods I see a tree of reverie
The reaping of a sweet dream embedded
in a deep dream
There's an oak where the willow weeps,
she offers him relief
They keep time when they breathe in
A season full of reason
Mother of all creation, you are graceful like the nigh,
and the day that will follow
Mother of all creation you're a raindrop for today,
a sunray tommorow
Out in the wild
A natural promise
Out in the wild
The natural consciense of life
In the pondering pond I see the art of harmony
The water and the fishes, their easy dispositions
Where the carps and the minnows swim,
content with everything
Without searching for meaning
A season full of reason
Mother of all creation, you are graceful like the nigh,
and the day that will follow
Mother of all creation you're a raindrop for today,
a sunray tommorow
Out in the wild
A natural promise
Out in the wild
The natural consciense of life