The cathedral of you
Divine light flowing from your eyes
A warmth of spirit in the air you breathe
Strong supports uplifting
Multicolored hope shining brightly
I would sing within you
Of the trees and sky and winter’s grace
Of stones and roots and river bends
In harmonies of tempered notes
Written by swords long rusted by
Time’s eternal march
There in the forest standing alone
A shrine of love
Open the doors
To the infinite drumming
Of life’s pure dream
The contemplation of the sacred
Fire within
A song without end
A song without an end
