LYRICS - BERKANA

WOODS ETERNAL

Forests green and trees entwined,

withered trunks and branches bare

forests young in dancing rain,

memories and wisdom rare

Oaks and elms and willows fair,

all in different shape and form

some grow tall and some grow small,

from an oak a leaf is torn

In the morning’s golden light,

hold me while the wild winds blow

hold me near and hold me tight

and sometimes let me go

Branches swaying in the wind,

stretching up towards the skies

branches bowing to the earth,

wondering what yonder lie

Some have shared to little soil

others grew to bold

Others broke in thunderstorms,

or froze in wintry cold

ROWAN’S SONG

In the beginnings place,

born of the morning mist

a unicorn in shining light,

leaping through the air

Broken free of chains,

of emerald blazing fire

lost beneath the sea,

held by silvery strings

Tales of ancient times,

by lakes of burning blue

fate, will and legends,

mingles and come true

In the beginnings place,

never to be touched again

near the fairy’s edge,

seeds of green and gold

Longing to become,

a creature of light

moving swiftly through the night,

a moment of whispering time

ELEGY (unknown author)

Do not stand on my grave and weep,

I am not there, I did not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamonds glint on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain

When you awaken in the morning’s hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds

in circled flight,

I am the soft stars that shine at night