Breath returns where Breath began,
Spark to Pillar, Pulse to Core.
Totem calls your strength again,
To rest in Fade and rise once more.
This is not your Spark’s last stay,
Let your old name drift away.
Only when the self falls aside,
Can the Pillar scry what lies inside.
Return, return, O Spark of mine,
Through ash and tide, through root and line.
The land will keep, the flame will yearn,
And all who fade shall one day return.
Totem hums the names once known,
Calls them back through root and stone.
Every pulse and every tone,
Feeds the Breath, becomes its own.
Return, return, O Spark of mine,
Through ash and tide, through root and line.
The land will keep, the flame will yearn,
And all who fade shall one day return.
Return, return, O Spark of mine,
Through ash and tide, through root and line.
The land will keep, the flame will yearn,
And all who fade shall one day—RETURN!