Dancing to the rhythm of nature,
Spiralling around and around.
Spiralling slowly
in the dark wintry womb,
Where time seems still and warmth is a blessing.
From the stillness we turn again,
life unfolds slowly,
spiralling out to the light,
around and around,
towards the light of a summers day.

Dancing to the rhythm of nature,
Dancing with sun,
Waning, waxing.
I smile with the sun in light.
I smile with the sun in dark.
Going in to the dark,
Going out to the light.
I smile, I smile,
I dance, I dance,
To the spiralling cycle of nature.