Children of Spirit

Oh, come, children of the Soul,
Children of Spirit,
Come, come to where you are beckoned!
The Earth calls to you.
The Earth-song is calling her kindred,
Do you hear Her?
Follow, follow where the stars may lead,
The Night is your guide.
Earth-song and Night-song weave in a celestial loom
An interstellar harmony!
The warm summer night draws you out,
Children of the Soul.
To dance beneath an eternal glittering blanket,
The wind in your hair,
Fingers combing and soothing your mind,
Mother Earth cares for you.
She creates you and everything you are.
She loves you all!
So listen well to her calling,
Children of Spirit.


Authoress' note: I wrote this one inside looking out, both physically and symbolically.