Marigold Memory

Marigold of all marigolds Marigold of the world Weave light of our days to tapestry And glow as you've foretold For I've bouquet of wildflower, I've bouquet of sage You've got thyme, rosemary, twine you've strung throughout your days Gather round the hillside now, gather at the dawn Awake with birds and wildthings, awake with bear and fawn String light where you will At pure fountain we'll fill The oak and hills grow wiser still Aglow in marigold memory Marigold memory That fleeting lived reverie Of life that's been pressed upon layer by layer By tongues of both native and ancestral prayer Its songs of golden memory Its songs of marigold The songs we sang amongst the trees The stories that we told It's there I gathered wildflower, there I gathered sage It's there we gathered oak and rhyme throughout the golden days