Wearing perfume of land,
the earth roots her way
into human feet.
Now the forest walks.
Wearing sweet gentle rain of sky,
the water rests upon our skin
asking for nothing more.
Now we flow.
Wearing perfume of land,
the earth roots her way
into human feet.
Now the forest walks.
Wearing sweet gentle rain of sky,
the water rests upon our skin
asking for nothing more.
Now we flow.