Killandra

Among the sunlit spring

And silent sleeping flowers

A memory awakens

Of fruitful giving powers

A softly shining form

With many coloured wings

Lays her hands on naked earth

And prays to living things

Shadows dancing on the water

Something near and yet not there

In the sleeping barren lands

By the strength of giving hands

The green of spring will spread

Whispers to the quiet night

To let tomorrow come

Warmth is glowing in her trail

The spell is nearly done

Shadows dancing on the water

Something near and yet not there

In the sleeping barren lands

By the strength of giving hands

The green of spring will spread

Shadows dancing on the water

Something near and yet not there

In the sleeping barren lands

By the strength of giving hands

The green of spring will spread