Balm for the soul

Underground Giver

Beets and blood roots
Sipping on chicory, barley, and rye
Morning drifting high
Woodgrain east light red in the dark sky

Leaves left holding are trembling
Blankets on the ground shine up
Breeze blows on and the chickadees sing
Curled up, with soup in a cup

And you touch me so sweetly
Give so much so tenderly
From the core up far as eyes can see
We’re in the stars with gravity
And you are just right for me

Waking up to build a fire
Skipped from the road somehow
Warm these bodies under quilts and comforters
It’s November now

Weeks in the woods extended
Inside outside bound
Everything we need to feed
Growing in the ground
Growing in the ground

And you touch me so sweetly
Give so much so tenderly
From the core up far as eyes can see
We’re in the stars with gravity
And you are just right for me

From the album

“I know that the future of music is in good hands with people like Seth around to be its caretaker. More importantly, I know the future of our world is in good hands.”

“The argument for the most influential human in the Michigan music uprising of the past decade may begin and end with one Seth Bernard.”

“Paradigm-shifting and culture healing music as resourcing for next-level human stewards of planet earth.”

Elizabeth Wolff
Cultural Healing Facilitator

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