Sacred Guardian of the Earth,
Of sandy loam and caly,
Keeper of seeds and trees,
And of the flower's display,
You, who gard the Sacred Stones,
And the legends that thay keep,
Wathhing over the Creatures and
The Mountanins while they sleep,
Sing to me your secrets,
Of canyons, hills, and plains,
That I may know the mysteries,
Of why the land remains...
A constant source of beauty,
that feeds evrey Child of Earth,
Nurturing all weary travelers,
Teaching them of thir worth.
Healing our bodies, made of dust.
with medicine plants that grow,
Reminding each human to honor,
The earthly vehicles of the soul.
Of sandy loam and caly,
Keeper of seeds and trees,
And of the flower's display,
You, who gard the Sacred Stones,
And the legends that thay keep,
Wathhing over the Creatures and
The Mountanins while they sleep,
Sing to me your secrets,
Of canyons, hills, and plains,
That I may know the mysteries,
Of why the land remains...
A constant source of beauty,
that feeds evrey Child of Earth,
Nurturing all weary travelers,
Teaching them of thir worth.
Healing our bodies, made of dust.
with medicine plants that grow,
Reminding each human to honor,
The earthly vehicles of the soul.
