Echoes of forgotten song

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