Wild Spirits Love

As the silver fox wanders into the woods, the leaves begin to take shape, as winter ends

The snow melts, and moistens the roots of the locust trees, the wolf follows the trail

Thirsty for the break of day, the smell of budding trees, and the cool breeze upon his back

The forest fills up with birds singing, the tree limbs crack, and pop, of new growth

The earth, is moving, as the seedlings from the fall, begin to breathe, to live, they're rooting

Wild spirits love, in spring, the waters awaken, the streams start to trickle and flow

The rabbits begin their mating, the squirrels come out to play once again, it is love

In the air, spring has found its peace, as the fields of native spirits fly into the blue sky

I can feel the kiss of the morning air, the Cherokee chief is chanting his song in spirit

Let them rise, and the wild horses gallop to the valley's in pride, where we first met

My blood churns for your love, and the womb of your young, I want to play this song

Wild spirits love, in every cavern of the highest rock, every water, a reflection of you

My heart now, again, it is speaking to the new dawn, of a new love with you

Forever, in the wild spirits love, of our native tongue

It speaks to us in spirit