Heritage of the Natural Realm - Sojourner

Around me they circle

Emerald tones of past and present

Oaken beings stand tall

The sturdy mounds of granite surround us all

Sapphire glowing above

Bask in the glory of our mother

She protects us ever still

And so we shall reciprocate

For without her glory

We are but lost souls on a journey to nothingness

Oh mother, hear our call

We summon you to show us the way

For we are lost in the wilderness

Within us, we bear the torch

The virtues of our matriarch

Embedded in our every being, to be awakened

She is eternal

After the eras of our occupation we shall soon wither

And you shall so beautifully remain