Orison Mi

Before the river ever ran,
Before the rain had touched the land,
Before my lungs had learned to breathe—
You were the Source sustaining me.

When every earthly well runs dry,
And I have nothing left inside,
I need not fear what I can’t see—
Orísun Mi still flows to me.

When shadows gather at my door,
And strength cannot be found no more,
I drink from depths no eye can see—
Orísun Mi, my Source restoring me.