Like the scent of earth
In dawning spring,
Echos our mothers lay
Over awakening lands.
Like the scent of sea
In wrothest night,
Echos our fathers lay
Out of roaring waves.
Like the scent of moss
In the deepest wood,
Echos our sisters lay
Within rustling trees.
Like the scent of rain
On a gleaming day,
Echos our brothers lay
Over sun’s ray.
Grab your dance belt, yoga mat, candle, smudge, hydration of choice and enjoy!