The wind moves gently through the air, The rain dissolves into the earth. Morning light traces mountain peaks, While night surrenders all its colors to the dawn. The river carries trembling skies, The forest answers with its leaves. Birds rise softly toward the blue, Wildflowers open voices across the fields. Drifting only With the wind... Echoes in the Cycle Even unseen threads Need not be tied. Everything circles, Everything resonates. Beyond the eyes of anyone, Somewhere no one has ever known, Today once more, A single seed Begins to bloom. Echoes in the Cycle (ooh)
