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 the world awakens Singing