Rivers - Earth and Pillars

From this river to roots

Of this forest, of the Earth he soaks

In deserted dikes flows

Where leaves lay silent in their sleep

Feed me with your voice

The silence of the glaciers

Trough branches of sacred arms

Your frozen wispers

As the rivers crushes on these banks

Elevates his roaring voice to a chant.

Scent of fir spread through the air

As the rite becomes alive

From Earth to leaves

To a sky beneath

From flesh to spirit

Cracks the wooden dome

Trees, as my flesh, have no rest here

Consumed to ash in the womb of the earth

My skin as your cortex

Is the past, wrinkles and scars

Quenched in the cold sight of the stars

The river renews this wooden cathedral

Reborn in the altar.

lit are the fires

Prayers roars in cascades

Arise, gods and stars

Behold