Let this unfold!
Through sheer will, this day will come
A hollow form, longing to be whole
Through the trees I can hear her calling
Calling my name, calling me home
Let this unfold to become truth!
A spirit, older and wiser than our empty plains
A mother to the wind and to the rain
At her foot I sit, and in her arms, cradled, lies hope...
Let this unfold!
This journey began amidst an unending cold
Within a newfound life, a warmth now beckons
Calling my name, calling me home
"Come forth into my arms" she whispers
Let the song of this land hearken my spirit
Let this ancient place into my heart, into my blood
Calling my name, calling me home
Let this unfold to become truth!