Child, you're what's best from your mother and I
Mind of the Earth and heart of the Sky
Dream of the Dreamer and Song of the Golden
Pale of the snow drift, dance of the cold wind
The rush of the wolf pack
A whispering stream
The silence of pine groves
A tangle of mangroves
Gentle and old as the harvest moon
Cruel as the osprey
Proud as the loon
You are midnight's lagoon
dressed in mirroring stars
Yes you are, my sweet child
Yes you are
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