Earth children turn their new eyes upward,

As the rain falls into outstreched arms.

The world moves with beauty beneath their bodies.

The frenzied sea crys upon the shore.

The dawn infant breathes it´s first crystal breath.

As nature sweet incense flows through time.

The cycle of birth has now turned one around

and set into motion the cycle of life.

Young mountain lovers quench their

thirst for sunlight and wet their tongues

in the forest land stream.

Then bathe through the night star´s

great prism frolic their dreams.

Amid the towering comstolk forests

the new ones scamper

They run to eat of lifes blessed grain

The deep crop of summer is ready

for harvest.

And autumns celebration has come again.