I will wear the sun,

Ancient light through these woods,

Woods that I walk through alone

I will take my rest

With all creatures who dwell,

Under the smallest of green

I'll remain no more than is required of me

Until the spirit is gone

I will long to see all that waits to be known

And all that will never be known



Enter the core of nature,

No earthly mind can enter,

But I will wear the sun,

Bound to others,

We see many things



I will train my feet to go on with the joy

A joy I have yet to reach

I will let the sounds of these woods I have known

Sink into blood and to bone

I'll remain no more than is required of me

Until the spirit is gone

I will long to see all that waits to be known

And all that will never be known



Enter the core of nature,

No earthly mind can enter,

But I will wear the sun,

Bound to others,

We see many things



I will wear the sun,

Ancient light through these woods,

Woods that I walk through alone

I will long to see all that waits to be known

And all that will never be known