Lyrics:

Silence, stillness hangs brittle by the breeze
Break it not, leave it free
For that quiet is sound to me
Lilting from each flower, a melody to see
Mellow meadow, your mood steeped in cadence
View each note, see it pass
Sustained by the swaying grass
Treasured tune of nature, sedate supernal mass
Landscape splendour, spirit mender
No extent of beauty equals yours
Season sender, harsh and tender
Answer to all yearnings and yet their cause
Shafts of sunlight shine thinly through the trees
Golden rays, parched with dust
Thirst for clarity and just
A little glimpse of life down beneath this foliar crust
Womblike woodland, one chaste copse confined
Stay untouched, undefiled
All God's garden growing wild
Blooming forth in freedom so sweetly reconciled
Landscape splendour, spirit mender
No extent of beauty equals yours
Season sender, harsh and tender
Answer to all yearnings and yet their cause

Unending, time suspending
Terrestrial creation
Rainstorm rapids rush swollen down the slopes
Cleansing all in their path
Not one stone left unbathed
Just waterpools and wormcasts remain as aftermath
Holy hillside, the alter of the plains
All is seen from your brow
To that face the four winds bow
As magi to the Saviour and oxen to their plough
Landscape splendour, spirit mender
No extent of beauty equals yours
Season sender, harsh and tender
Answer to all yearnings and yet their cause