By the Invisible Alien
Planet Earth
In the Earth we plant our feet
Soil and stones are underneath
So I may know the Winter Mother
I am your sun, your brother and lover
Through the icy pool we can see the sky
From the old grey womb the raven will fly
Ripe fields of corn the farmer did reap
Buried in white snow as in a deep sleep…
…as in a deep peace, a season-long dream
How many visions have you seen?
Open your hearts – your heart will know
Our love is the son and the season that flow.