As the grass takes root against the wind
and holds steady to the ground,
you will always be my heart's true friend
as we come full circle round.
Though we may travel different paths,
our quest is still the same:
to find the tender circle
that will bring us home again.
We have come full circle
round to season's end;
We will harvest our wisdom
as we begin again.
Through all the years of dark and light
in joy and sorrow bound,
inside the tender circle
our sacred home be found.
We have come full circle
round to season's end;
Let us harvest our wisdom
as we begin again.