Her Red Heart

Returning, to Mother Dreamtime 
Her Red Heart calling me. 
Voices from an ancient time, 
Echo timelessly. 

Returning, feet on sacred skin 
Her heartbeat loud and clear.
The time has come; the time has come 
Her Red Heart calls to me. 

Returning unto open arms 
Red breast laid bare and free. 
Ancient rivers, salted lakes. 
Her Red Heart calling me. 

Returning unto salted veins 
no tree or leaf abide.
Sun dapples over Her body bright 
Her Red Heart calls to me. 

Returning , touching, blood red skin 
soft tears upon Her land. 
Clouds caress, as deserts glow 
Her Red Heart calling me. 

Returning, ’neath Australis, southern stars 
our Cross rests heavenly.
Seven sisters calling, calling
Calling endlessly. 

Lyrics: Chandra Easton, Music: Arjuna Govinda


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