Bending Birch

Bending birch to be her bower

Tied with twine and prayer

Body to earth she now can shower

In the sweat of mothers care

In all the directions

She calls

And the world awakens

For all our relations

She calls

And the world awakens

Singing

Now he kindles sacred fire

Holding space for her to cry

The tears meet flame and they transpire

As a knowing in the night

In all the directions

He calls

And the world awakens

For all our relations

He calls

And thе world awakens

Singing