Before the story, before the name Before the memory learned its shape A quiet river flowed through me Breath and heartbeat, wild and free Before the language touched the sky Before the question, "Who am I?" There was a pulse beneath the light A living spark awake each night Beneath the mountains of the mind A deeper home I always find I am the breath before the word The ancient song that still is heard A field of life beneath the storm The endless root from which I'm born I am the current, I am the flame Before the story knew my name A thousand stars inside my soul The living map that makes me whole The trees remember, rivers know The silent places where we grow Every creature, wing and paw Moves within the same old law The deer that listens in the night The owl turning toward the light The fox that follows hidden streams All are woven through my dreams Breath becoming sky Sky becoming sea Life becoming life Inside of me Heart becoming earth Earth becoming sun Every living thing Becoming one I am the breath before the word The ancient song that still is heard A field of life beneath the storm The endless root from which I'm born Before the memory, before the name The living current still remains A thousand stars inside my soul The living map that makes me whole Before the story... Before the name... Life remembers... Life remains...
