The lantern of the greening light Will shine upon the path so bright And show us ways we thought were lost Through leave and dew and vine and moss And though the heartless and the false Who do not feel the seasons pulse Will claim that we're both lost and wrong To follow green light and birdsong: We'll hold the lantern as our guide To cross both time and river wide Until such time we realize The light doth shine from our own eyes The desert storms with songs of God The locust swarms on crop and sod And candles drip their wax on sand With flames by black wings fanned And just beyond the candles' dance The shadows held in flickering trance A subtle glow, a stranger sight: The lantern of the greening light By rising sun or shining star Those who can see where they are Can walk behind the Lantern's light And know the path they walk is right