Country of My Spirit's Birth

Winter wraps his arms around my world

As desultory leaves drift slowly down

To cover beds in which the dreams of spring

Shall rise again to greet the year alone.

I leave you now to sleep in frozen peace,

Flowers of my heart's undying past,

And undertake the journey once again

To seek my soul's direction in the vast

And burning country of my spirit's birth.

I will kneel and kiss the sacred ground again

And feel the rapture of eternal life,

Cast off all doubt, be done with death and pain.

Love calls to me a continent away,

I soar on wings of steel to that bright day.