Bitter silent release washes over the land
bitter silent release grabs you by your hand
Alone by yourself, not alone with yourself
listen to your thoughts and converse with yourself
And speak the distant ocean, and think the river long
Question the ancient forests and listen to their song
You are one with the natural beauty, distant from us all
Play with fairie spirits, when they respond to your call
No human interruption to distract your earthen mother
no human misconceptions to make you stray to any other
Silver trees and pale seas, no questions and no lies
silver trees and pale seas are but a reflection of your eyes
Kindred spirit and mountain king, travel far to hear you sing
Song and tale of mystic knight, using stars as guides through the night
Speak the distant ocean, think the river long
Question the ancient forests, then write your own song