Lay down on the bleeding earth and sight
Breathe the rythm of the Mother sleeping
Listen to Her dream, she whispers; come alive!
Chorus: Tread gently on the earth
Breathe gently of the air
Lie gently in the water
Touch gently to the fire
She bears the scars of our fears and our follies
The dark night hovers and our world sits blind
'bove the waters flow, the moon is singing
daughter winds are gathering and hope is high
Chorus
You were born of her, she gave you being
She held your body and brought your soul fire
When the Mother wakes, we must awaken with her
We will fade away if we let her die
Chorus