Mother of the land, you hold my hand
as I walk through the peaks and valleys of my life
You are ever giving, ever listening, ever singing
and I hear you, oh I sing for you

You help me unearth, help me give birth to my own heart
Renaming, reclaiming my untamed parts

Mother of the water, I am your daughter
Please teach me how to let go of the need to know where I’m going
Trust the ever flowing, ever opening, ever growing
Allowing life to be, allowing life to flow through me

She is calling us home, she is calling us home
To our own hearts
She is calling us home, she is calling us home,
To our own hearts

Our wild hearts,
Our wild parts
Our wild hearts