Echoes drew me from the dawn nup sylvan hills by will and brawn nin lecturing winds, my strength but gone, nthe pass around me lay nnAncient voices in the mist nAnswering nature's lyricist nI hear my inner voice insist nI cast myself away nnCast away into Her rising tide nHer greening Earth--hearts opens wide nFeel Her singing light the dim nwith pagan grace and nature's hymn nStand in the wind nLet your spirit rise up nCast away nnSurrounded by Her glory seen nHer rounded hips lay full and green nThe Voice of here and in between ncries that She holds sway nnBy verdant breasts of ancient youth, nby wisdom's thumb against my tooth, nso bound by unrestraining truth nI cast myself away nnCast away into Her rising tide nHer greening Earth--hearts opens wide nFeel Her singing light the dim nwith pagan grace and nature's hymn nStand in the wind nLet your spirit rise up nCast away nnIf time should fade this moment's hold nthrough doddering steps as truth laid old, nI'll loose Her names, a kiss retold nand wake this pagan play nnCast away into Her rising tide nHer greening Earth--hearts opens wide nFeel Her singing light the dim nwith pagan grace and nature's hymn nStand in the wind nLet your spirit rise up nCast away n