I will wear the sun, Ancient light through these woods, Woods that I walk through alone I will take my rest With all creatures who dwell, Under the smallest of green I'll remain no more than is required of me Until the spirit is gone I will long to see all that waits to be known And all that will never be known
Enter the core of nature, No earthly mind can enter, But I will wear the sun, Bound to others, We see many things
I will train my feet to go on with the joy A joy I have yet to reach I will let the sounds of these woods I have known Sink into blood and to bone I'll remain no more than is required of me Until the spirit is gone I will long to see all that waits to be known And all that will never be known
Enter the core of nature, No earthly mind can enter, But I will wear the sun, Bound to others, We see many things
I will wear the sun, Ancient light through these woods, Woods that I walk through alone I will long to see all that waits to be known And all that will never be known