CHILDREN OF THE ISLANDS

Awakening from the torment of confusion

The suffering is unconscious in the fight

We put our boat into the waters of illusion

And paddled into the darkness of the night

Strengthening with the passion of our love

Given guidance from above

We come one by one to rise

We are the children of the islands

Here in this garden we call the light

It’s for ourselves that we forge ahead in union

It’s for each other that we live our inner light

We learn our lessons and it brings deeper communion

We find our center to illuminate our lives

Opening to the spiritual world

Handed Heaven’s precious pearls

Given keys to the Divine

We are the children of the islands

Here in this garden we call the light

We’re given guidance by our family from the forest

Across the ocean we receive them in the Truth

Oh, minha Mãe, oh meu Papai,

Dai-me força

To shine the light as we walk our Sacred Earth

We call Iansá, Iemanjá, Mamãe Jurema and the grace of Tūtū Pele, to come here and bless our work

We are the children of the islands

Here in this garden we call the light