Beloved I have to adore the earth The wind must have had your voice once It echos and sings like you The soil must have tasted you once It is laded with your scent The trees honor you in gold and blush when you pass I know why the North Country is frozen It has been trying to preserve your memory I know why the desert burns with fever It wept too long without you on hands and knees The ocean begs up the beach and falls at your feet I have to adore the mirror of the earth You have taught her well how to be beautiful
Beloved I have to adore the earth The wind must have had your voice once It echos and sings like you The soil must have tasted you once It is laded with your scent The trees honor you in gold and blush when you pass I know why the North Country is frozen It has been trying to preserve your memory I know why the desert burns with fever It wept too long without you on hands and knees The ocean begs up the beach and falls at your feet I have to adore the mirror of the earth You have taught her well how to be beautiful
