Gratitude makes sense of our past,

Brings Peace for today,

Creates  vision’s for tomorrow.

Harvest your wishes,

Harvest your dreams,

Gather in stardust,

Reap the Moon’s beams

All things are possible.

This I sing

But love the Earth first,

She feeds your hunger and quenches your thirst.

Life’s never ending of Autumn.

I sing Yes,

Winter cometh,

But comes then the Spring

I sing of the season’s,

Mother Earth’s

great wheel,

Attune to the rhythm to harvest and heal.