In the calm summer breeze with the sun shining brightly.
The whispers of those that moved on still chiming softly.
The flutes playing in perfect harmony and balance.
All is now well, a very long needed golden moment. 

To relax again seems so surreal, so dream-like.
May the Gods' peace hold, for this is bliss.
The serenity holding onto me like the clouds in the sky.
I finally have my peace and tranquility once more. 

With the dove's feather drifting slowly to the ground.
The voices of a thousand fallen heroes keeping it alive.
They talk of the memories they've had, the lives they've saved.
They are the guardians looking after me in this time. 

With clay pan flutes and the beating of the drums.
The woman and child dance around the fire, rejoicing again.
The father seeing the inner spirits aglow.
The time to live what life brings has come, for now.

As life goes on, many changes will happen.
The strongest of the souls run free and wild.
It is hardest to tame the unowned mustang.
For he is the ruler of his lands, no questions asked.

Oh, Father, bless me with your honor and your strength
These lands are now mine to rule over, as they were once yours.
My time has come to follow in your footsteps as you instructed.
I'll bear the weight of what ever it takes to keep you strong.

The wind's soft carress against my face..
The tree's blessed shade for the children playing here.
All is now right. All is now calm. The great circle has begun.
My children, these lands will one day be yours for the taking.