Come and gather to the fire, to the flame.
Come and dance with me beneath the pouring rain.
Are you longing for a place we live as one?
Can you hear me? I am calling you to come.
Come and gather to the singing, to the song.
Come and drum with me until the newborn dawn.
Can you feel it run through earth and flesh and bone,
whisper in your ear that finally you’ve come home?
Come and gather to the Mother, to the earth.
Come and gather, walk the labyrinth of rebirth.
Do you hear in forests deep and shadows long?
Do you feel it too, that sense that you belong?
Come and gather down the path and round the bend.
Come and gather, dance the circle once again.
Bare feet upon the Earth, your face turned toward the sun.
Do you feel it calling you, the calling of the drums?
We are gathering, let us now be one.
We are gathering, let us now transform.