So delicate,
So graceful.
She stands her ground.
She knows what's right.
On the face of death she stands,
Within these sacred grounds.
She's so in touch.
She stands, one with the land.
So delicate,
So graceful.
She stands her ground,
Knowing it can't last forever.
When the knowledge was lost,
When the people forgotton,
She had fallen.
All the beauty lost,
For no one to remember.