Born from the mountains,

Born from the North,

Born from the love of the land.


Can you rely on me,

To carry you         as you    have carried me ?


     Through generations,

          Through oceans and through states,


To wed thy present and thy past,


To bring me here,    to this day.


As your mothers did for you

Your mothers whom I resemble

And I               who resemble you.


I see parts of you grown in parts of me.

Ridges of the mountains,

And fluidity of the sea,

Lightness of the air,

And burdens of the dirt


I rise,


I remove my crust,


And I take in some more light.