(Inspired by the Welsh Land of my fathers)
O Land of my daughters, O zests of my soul,
Dear children to cherish who gather me whole,
And waters on water, fill the corners of hearts,
To maintain my inner life parts.
Pan out! PAN OUT! O the whole land is with you!
As long as I fly, your journeys shall thrive,
To this land, my love shall be true.
O land for the ages, always abiding,
Stand inflated, and give my children lighting,
Blue translucent ocean, my body’s force
Please cover me with springs from your source,
For though the storm’s whipping has damaged our land,
Your beauty and wisdom settles like sand,
Our connections washed to filter our lives,
See hands hold hands under rouge skies.