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