You that create the diversity of the forms

Open to my words

You that divide and multiply it

Hear my sounds

I make yield league to you

Ancient associates

And fellow wanderers

You that move the heart

In fur and scale

I join with you

You that sing bright and subtle

Making shapes that my throat cannot tell

You that harden the horn

And make quick the eye

You that run the fast fox and the zigzag fly

You sizeless makers of the mole and of the whale

Aid me and I will aid you

I make a blood pact with you

You that lift the blossom and the green branch

You who make symmetries more true

You who consider the angle of your limbs

Who dance in slower time

Who watch the patterns

You rough coated who eat water

Who stretch deep and high

With your green blood

My red blood let it be mingled

Aid me and I will aid you

I call upon you

You who are unconfined

Who have no shape

Who are not seen

But only in your action

I call upon you

You who have no depth

But choose direction

Who bring what is willed

That you blow love upon the summers of my loved ones

That you blow summers upon those loves of my love

Aid me and I will aid you

I make a pact with you

You who are the liquidness of the waters

And the spark of the flame

I call upon you

You who make fertile the soft earth

And guard the growth of the growing things

I make peace with you

You who are the blueness of the blue sky

And the wrath of the storm

I take the cup of deepness with you

Earthshakers

And with you the sharp and the hollow hills

I make reverence to you

Round wakefulness we

Call the earth

I make wide eyes to you

You who are awake

Every created thing both solid and sleepy

Or airy light

I weave colours round you

You who will come with me

I will consider it beauty