In the land where prairie tales unfold,
Where the sun dips low in hues of gold,
Nature's heart beats beneath the sky,
In the arms of the earth where dreams can fly.
Take my hand and let us roam,
Through the forest dance, we’ll find our home,
With every breeze that stirs the leaves,
We'll carve our path, the heart believes.
Hear the mountain wind’s sweet call,
It carries secrets, it knows us all,
With every whisper, we begin to see,
The sacred dawn that sets us free.
Chasing shadows, wild dreams ignite,
In the twilight glow of fading light,
The stars awaken, a cosmic sea,
Every moment shapes what we can be.
So gather 'round, oh friends of mine,
We'll sing together as the stars align,
For in the laughter, in the song,
We'll find the place where we belong.
With every note, let the earth's soul rise,
In harmony beneath the endless skies,
Together we'll wander, forever young,
In the tapestry of life, our hearts are sung.
And as we stand at the day’s soft end,
We’ll hold onto the love, and the truth we send,
In the whispers of the wild, we find our way,
Bound by the stories of each passing day.
Folk
Prairie tales, Nature's heart, Forest dance, Mountain wind, Earth soul, Sacred dawn, Wild dreams