In this day of sunrise and sunset, growth and d**h
Each and all shall reap the mid-day sun
And all that rose from the breast of earth
Shall in darkness become whole again
The original word in you and I
Our unity, our birthplace, is above and beneath us
Our roots, our womb, and our topmost leaf, a hope
In the shape of a circle, in the likeness of the sun
This is the language of life
This is the word in the ground beneath our feet
When it is time to sleep
And when it is time for rebirth
This is the language of everything we touch
Spoken in the fire that lights our day
When it is time for warmth and awakening
And when it is time to wither in their absence.