You called me, (my Name was known),
Out of paradise
And into this world.
I have been coming like a quick snake through grass,
then, upright, on hard earth I tread,
soul and body dry and
sun metal-sharp upon my skin.

I've wandered breathless
and looked over my shoulder
in fear.
I've looked in dark doorways, my face at rest,
palms turned upward, open
to what may be.
I've lived in concrete and plastic,
bowed down desperate,
and borne the constant assault of idiot machines,
my ears too tender.
I've leaned out over the river
stripped like a winter tree branch,
testing my roots
to see if they would hold.

Rock me now
in the rhythm of the ages,
and call me safely home
from breathless wandering.
Let the sun just warm me,
and my roots hold,
no fear compel me.
Let singing be the sound,
and grasses only wave in lovely dances
with the wind,
and where I live is built
of earth and sky.

Call me safely home
to be the true Companion,
call me safely home
as You called me here,
call me safely home
my Name is Written.
Call me safely home
once more.