I will wear the sun,
Ancient light through these woods,
Woods that I walk through alone

I will take my rest
With all creatures who dwell,
Under the smallest of green

I'll remain no more than is required of me
Until the spirit is gone
I will long to see all that waits to be known

And all that will never be known

Enter the core of nature,

No earthly mind can enter,
But I will wear the sun,
Bound to others,

We see many things

I will train my feet to go on with the joy

A joy I have yet to reach
I will let the sounds of these woods I have known
Sink into blood and to bone

I'll remain no more than is required of me
Until the spirit is gone
I will long to see all that waits to be known

And all that will never be known

Enter the core of nature,

No earthly mind can enter,
But I will wear the sun,
Bound to others,

We see many things

I will wear the sun,

Ancient light through these woods,
Woods that I walk through alone
I will long to see all that waits to be known

And all that will never be known