This is the hour of washing, tears unnumbered of the Earth’s days be washed free now. Pure is the Eye that looks through the Heart, the soul who bathes from the well of green. We bring this gift with Mother’s Love, risen from wells of Evergreen withi
Will you walk with us in the forest? It lies in the green place, the emerald light within your heart. Gaia's every stem of grass, unfolded leaf and river reed grows there, in your heart's garden, where Eden forever blooms. And in its centre your Tree
