Via Extasia from Bleaching Bones by Landless

If you were the restless sea and I the steadfast stone,
You the waving kelp above, I the bleaching bones,
Your little waves to lap my feet,
Advance and kiss, encroach, retreat;
Surround, submerge, at last complete,
Oh, you and I truly one.

And were you then a yellow bloom, dancing in the grass,
I, the hunting honey bee pausing e’er I’d pass,
And as I’d sip your nectar sweet,
Your pollen grains cling to my feet,
In that ecstatic moment meet,
Oh, you and I truly one.

And were I, then, a single seed of all the millions in the field,
You, a gentle raindrop from the sky,
And as you fall upon my breast and
Waken me from my long rest,
In that moment, by the old gods blessed,
Oh, you and I, truly one.

And were you, then, the last wild leaf on an autumn bough,
I, the wind, a wanton thief, blow as I blow now,
And if you’d fall as fall you must,
And I to be the waiting dust,
Free from sorrow, pain, or lust,
And lie, forever, truly one.

• Electronic
• Experimental
• Folk
• Soundtrack
• World
• Ireland