Earth's Yearning

When first the wind blows
Turn and bow to the east;
With the rising sun bathe,
Take its warmth as a feast.

When next the wind dies
Turn widdershins to the west;
Let the dying sun bless,
Seeing you at your best.

When next the sun dims
Turn again, widdershins to the north;
Feel earth’s pull,
Power all feelings forth.

When next the rising moon,
If in the full;
Widdershins to the south, turn again;
Cleanse your soul with the tides
Take it deep to each vein.

When next you dream
Sail deep through the night;
Mother earth to one side
Deep love to the right.

Feel Earth’s deep rhythm
To the pores of your soul
Helping you through the night;
Keeping you whole.

Look forward the birth,
Of another day.
When first the sun’s rays shine,
Turn widdershins again,
And again.