There is a cave
Opening to the west
Where the sky glows blue
Framed by walls of darkness

In the centre is a fire
We gather in a circle wide
Around the flames

All have a place
To spell out our tales
In the play of light and shadows

There is a flute and sometimes a drum
The chanting and singing have begun
From a great distance we hear the wind
Bird song and trees at play

Old and young sing the holy songs
The tales of the seasons changing
The stories of the Garden
The forbidden loves
And the fires burning in the heart
The towers falling in the Great Winter
Of the sacrifice
The golden treasure lost
The emptiness of the frozen desert
And the return of spring

There is a cavern
Opening to the west
Where the sky glows blue
Surrounded by darkness