Isis Way Through Woven Branches
He and I
Seek the silent
Halfway through
Beneath
Traveling in
The woven
Branches of
Another world
Got to hall ending
Step from the living trees
My trial now
Let come to pass
He and I
On a silent path
This is
The way we know
We go on
This is the hope
Woven branches
Falling
Take our weights
I see this
Down this way
A place
So it comes to pass
We go our separate ways
A solitary course
To a place of rest
Passing through the
Golden grey
This is the way
The only way
On a course
Bring them to
Our place of rest
