Psalm of the Soil

Across oceans Ghosts will beckon Land will listen And I Under meadow Golden furrow Bones of heroes The lonely lay Among maples Sun-struck steeples Hidden circles Ring out our days Across oceans Ghosts will beckon In my memory Home eludes me Gone the beauty Of who I've been Gone the duty, Blood of family Sky above me A dome of pain You who come here Fleeing, frightened Arrive, defeated You will be safe You who found this Land uneasy Find who you are In this new place Hold the newness Lost included Blossoms millions Meadows grain And I will sing