On Equinox Eve

Can you see
Light from the South
Glowing across the Sky

Can you see
Light from the North
Cradling the Earth

Can you see
Two great hearts
Joining, becoming one

Can you see
Two great lights
Joining with Sun and Moon

No shadows left now
No dark places left
To grow the seeds of war

Can you see
Seeds of peace
Flowering on the new day

Spring Song

I was dry
You brought me water
Spirit soaring now
Spirit soaring

I was cold
You brought me fire
Spirit soaring now
Spirit soaring

Water of life
And inspiration
Spirit soaring now
Spirit soaring

And my love
Is overflowing
Spirit soaring now
Spirit soaring

And my heart
Is spirit led
Heart is soaring now
Heart is soaring

Spirits of nature
Join my spirit
Joy is soaring now
Joy is soaring

For the Gathering!

Brother Eagle
Brother Condor
Share the air
My mighty Brothers
Born of one united Sun
Glide together
Mighty Brothers
Honour us
Beneath your wings
Brother Eagle
Brother Condor
Bless your children
Make us one
Born of wisdom
Born of wonder
Let your People
Stand as one

Why the wolf howls

Hear our people
In the forest
You with us
Make up the whole

Leaf and tree
And rock and mountain
Tremble inside you
With our call

Fathers of your
Skin and sinew
Mothers of your
Blood and bone

We are here
Willing to guide you
We are here
To run beside you

Listen now
The call's compelling
Come to us
The wild is free

Walking on the wind

Come walking on the wind with me
My brother of the western wind.
Touch my hand lightly
As we will touch the world.

Come walking on the wind with me
My brother of an ancient line.
Come leave these troubled, shadow lands
And follow me towards the light.

Come walking on the wind with me
My brother of the mountain tops.
Let's kiss the clouds;
It's time to be one spirit whole.

Come walking on the wind me
My lovely one, my man of peace.
Be one with me, unite
Together, let us change the world. 

When we met!

Do you remember when we met?
It was winter
But all I remember
Is sunshine on your face

You taught me the history of reggae
With a wall of vinyl
Warm colours
In a room full of sound

High White or Mossy

I used to live alone

In a high, white, house.

Sepulchral and remote,
Stone built,
It felt like ancient bones.

Now I live in
A quite different place,
Verdant,
Ringing with voices,
And the sound of water!

My desert house
Would crack in the sun at noon.
My forest house is flexible,
Stretching with sunshine
As it falls through the leaves.

Desert thought was ever clear and other.
Green thought is chaotic but always now!