Silence washes over when you leave The ground beneath the forest starts to breathe Spirits coalesce in the light of day Their shackles all begin to fade away Cascading warmth surrounds our soul The joining of our sorrow makes us whole And through the slow fall of all our fears A silhouette of home appears Awake, a shimmering physical form Reassembled (the one who rides the stars) At last it seems our sun will arise And when the wind falls cold, your heart is golden