Pagan Purity

One with the earth, pave my way through the green
From above I stare down at (the) crowds
There by the oaks, I’ll honour the roots and the clouds
With trembling hands I feel my pure life deep within
Deep, deep colour of the leaves awakes me
Deep, deep colour of the sky:
Then all the fowls stay silent
And the leaves end their fall
Suddenly I realise
The earth is breathing with me and I cry…
She is now my beloved bride
I am one, sole inheritance and yield
To myself the pageantry of being lonely
I’m fit to be called a son of the minority
Glad to be seen as an offkey in thy foreseen tune!
Fathomless wailing of the wind awakes me
It takes me up into the sky:
Then all the fowls stay silent
And the leaves end their fall
Suddenly I realise
The earth is breathing with me and I cry:
Besieged by the boundless grandeur of these
Greenclad heaths
Could I swallow deep within of Mother Nature’s seed
Branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
To this oak wood I bestow my PAGAN PURITY!
One with the earth pave my way through the green
…from above I stare down at crowds
By the oaks I’ll honour the roots
…from above I stare down at crowds
Besieged by the boundless grandeur of these
Greenclad heaths
Could I swallow deep within of Mother Nature’s seed
Branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
To this oak wood I bestow my PAGAN PURITY!