This Music Will Heal Your Soul's Deepest Wound | 7 Sacred Native Chants | Memory of the Wind

This is not music to fill the silence. This is a letter. For you. For the part of you that has loved too quietly. For the part of you that has carried what was never yours to hold. The wind already knows your name. Sit close. Stay. Let these seven chants find you the way real love always does. Slow. Without armor. And without ever asking you to be anything other than what you are. My love is not born from voices that promise and walk away. It rises from the quiet earth where the heart learns how to stay. It doesn't know how to hurry or wear a borrowed face. It knows how to hold the soul when it trembles out of place. You came with the evening folded heavy on your skin. With invisible paths that wouldn't let you see within. And I wanted to be shelter, slow fire and gentle light. A hand inside your story, a door into your night. I will set my shoulders under the fear you've held so long. So you can slowly loosen what was hidden, what was wrong. I will tend to your silences, I will listen for your truth. Till your voice opens like the wind that crosses every blue. I'm not asking for perfection or promises of glass. I have my own old ruins, my own way to come apart. But if we walk together with nothing more than love. Maybe pain becomes a bridge, not a wall between us both. And if the soul cracks open, let it crack so it can see. Because sometimes what is hurting is just learning to be free. Run, let the open air carry you. Live as if you walk for brand new. The wound can also open when it learns it wasn't meant to bear. Let me take you past fear and pain. Let me be where your heart can rest. There are secrets that are hiding behind every word you say. Older names and older shadows you don't want to face today. I don't come here to ask you what no one ever saw. I come to love without chase. I come to watch you bloom. And if you ever sink down into your own dark night. I'll be the moon along your footsteps. I'll be firm inside your fight. Nothing makes me more human than to watch you rise anew. Nothing makes me more open than the dawn I find in you. And in the voice of the flute, time slowly wakes once more. As if the earth herself wanted to draw us to her shore. You and I with no borders, just this heartbeat and this sea. Learning that to love is also learning to set free. Run, let the open air carry you. Live as if you walk for brand new. The wound can also open when it learns it wasn't meant to bear. Let me take you past fear and pain. Let me be where your heart can rest. Let the open air carry you. Live as if you walk for brand new. Run, the wound can also open when it learns it wasn't meant to bear. Let me take you past fear and pain. Let me be where your heart can rest. My love runs deep like a pact with no witnesses to see. Like an ancient wound that learned how silent it could be. It wasn't made for ornament or ceremonial words. It knows how to stay in shadow when everything cries to be heard. Your face walks close beside me, beyond whatever comes my way. Like a light that doesn't question if I'm worthy of the day. Your hands have shown me how to hold the storm and not look away. And in your silence I have learned what loving truly is today. I will carry on my shoulders your fears and every hidden wound. So you can finally untie yourself from the night. From the ruin and the secrets that are hiding deep at the bottom of your voice. We'll turn to clearest water, we'll turn to sky, we'll turn to choice. I don't expect from you more than what your soul can ever give. I want you with your shadow, with your way to fall and live. Forgive me if sometimes I couldn't guard your dream. If my hands didn't always lead you to the place beyond the sea. Run, leave the air's weight behind you. Live as if you were starting again. Run, walk out of what binds you. You didn't come here to fall. Let me take you home to who you are with no defense. To the root of all your weariness. To the trembling of your presence. I will reach those hidden places that won't let you come in. The habit, the fear, the judgment, the memory of waiting again. I will calm the ache of ages that sleeps inside your tired bones. That weariness of the earth, that weariness of finding home. I will lay long roads of journey for feet that lost their way. So you can come back to living without ever having to pray. Nothing makes me more eternal than to see you without armor. Nothing leaves me more uncovered than your love in my own shadow. Nothing makes me more open. Nothing holds me more in place than this love without a name. That doesn't want to fade. And if the wind divides us for a season from this land. I will keep you in my memory as someone who knew how to love. There are no chains in what we are. Just a way of staying near. Like the rain falling on the earth. Like the first light without fear. Leave the air's weight behind you. Live as if you were starting again. Run, walk out of what binds you. You didn't come here to fall. Let me take you home to who you are with no defense. To the root of all your weariness. To the trembling of your presence. I will reach those hidden places that won't let you come. The habit, the fear, the judgment, the memory of waiting again. Mmm. My love is visceral. Like a vow without an owner. Like a fire that doesn't learn to fall asleep. And longing. It doesn't know how to love you. With too many words or ornaments. It knows how to stay in the wound. When the horizon disappears. Your image walks beside me. Beyond what fortune brings. Like a star that holds its ground against the mist's dark wings. Your hands have shown me how to face the fear straight on. And in your silence I have learned to carry what I cannot understand. I will carry on my back your guilt and every ghost. So the shadows of the house can finally come apart. And the secrets that are crying from the inside of your skin. Will turn to clearest water. Will turn to air again. Mmm. Run, let yourself be carried by the wind. Live as if you've been given a brand new beginning. Run, set down the weight of your ruins. No one was born to walk with knees that gave way. Let me carry you like a Sunday. In the arms of a freedom you don't yet know. I will reach those riddles you keep inside your chest when you don't reply. I will calm the ache of ages. That weariness that sleeps inside your bones. I will lay long roads of journey. For your feet too tired to move through time. And if I speak your name. It's not to hold you. It's to open the door you refuse to see. I don't expect from you more than the soul will grant me. I want you with your shadows. With the night that sets you on fire. Forgive me if sometimes I couldn't guard your dream. If my hands couldn't break the silences inside you. You gave me your blood so I would never wear a chain. To learn that love is not a cage and not a burden. I never needed gods kept hidden out of sight. Because in your light I came to know what's sacred. Nothing makes me more eternal than to see you without wound. Nothing makes me more human than your love inside my own. Nothing sets me freer. Nothing holds me more in place. Than this naked love that doesn't want to rest. Let me carry you like a Sunday. In the arms of a freedom you don't yet know. I will reach those riddles you keep inside your chest when you don't reply. I will calm the ache of ages. That weariness that sleeps inside your bones. I will lay long roads of journey. For your feet too tired to move through time. And if I speak your name. It's not to hold you. It's to open the door you refuse to see. Hmm... My love became real. When no one was waiting for it. At the edge of the night. At the root of every word. It wasn't born to hide or to be turned into a song. It was born carrying storms inside the very heart it had. Your image walks beside me. Beyond what fate may bring. Like a fire that doesn't judge. Like a body on the road. Your hands have taught me how to look and not turn away. And in the way you fall. I have been learning how to stay. I will set upon my shoulders. Your fears and all your guilt. So the chains that keep you hidden. Can finally come undone. And the secrets that are speaking. From the depths beneath your skin. Will turn to clearest water. Will turn to air again. Run, let yourself go with the wind. Live as if dawn were breaking for the very first time. Run, set down the weight of time. You didn't come to this world. To learn how to fall. Let me carry you like a Sunday. To a freedom you still have a name. I will reach those riddles. You keep inside your chest. When your voice speaks itself. I will calm the ache of ages. That ate asleep inside your bones. I will lay long roads of journey. For those feet that forgot how to move again. And if I seek you. It's not to keep you. It's to open your chest. And help you see yourself. I don't expect from you more than what the soul deserves. I want you with your abysses. With your fire and your calm. Forgive me if sometimes I couldn't guard your dream. If I couldn't always hold back. The shadow of your dreams. You gave me your blood. So I would never live with an owner. To understand that love is also walking out from fear. I never need to go between. So promises sworn aloud. Because in your nakedness. I learned what surrender is. Nothing makes me more eternal. Than to see you in your truth. Nothing leaves me more open. Than your vulnerability. Nothing holds me more in place. Nothing sets me free the same. As this naked love that doesn't know. Could wear you like a Sunday. To a freedom you still have a name. I will reach those riddles. You keep inside your chest. When your voice speaks itself. I will call the wake of ages. That has stayed asleep inside your bones. I will lay long roads of journey. For those feet that forgot how to move again. And if I seek you. It's not to keep you. It's to open your chest. And help you see yourself. It was born in silence. Without asking anyone's permission. A pact between the shadow. And the patience of the blood. It didn't want to be ornament. A promise or a song. It wanted to stay in the womb. To learn what pain could teach. Your image walks beside me. Beyond what fate may bring. Like a flame that doesn't tremble. When the road turns dark. Your hands have taught me how. To look and not turn away. And in the way you fall. I learned how to remain. I will set upon my shoulders. Your fears and all your guilt. So the chains that keep you hidden. Can finally come undone. And the secrets that are crying. From the depths beneath your skin. Will turn to clearest water. Will turn to air again. Run, let yourself go with the wind. Live as if dawn were breaking. For the very first time. Run, set down the weight of time. You didn't come to this world. To learn how to fall. Let me carry you like a Sunday. To a freedom you still haven't named. I will reach those riddles. You keep inside your chest. When your voice hides itself. I will calm the ache of ages. That has stayed asleep inside your bones. I will lay long roads of journey. For those feet that forgot. How to move again. And if I seek you. It's not to keep you. It's to open your chest. And help you see yourself. I don't expect from you. More than what the soul deserves. I want you with your abysses. With your fire and your calm. Forgive me if sometimes. I couldn't guard your dream. If I couldn't always hold back. The shadow of your dreams. You gave me your blood. So I would never live with an honor. To understand that love is also walking out from fear. I never needed go-betweens. Or promises sworn aloud. Because in your nakedness I learned. What surrender is. Nothing makes me more eternal. Than to see you in your truth. Nothing leaves me more open. Than your vulnerability. Nothing holds me more in place. Nothing sets me free to say. As this naked love that doesn't know. How to walk away. Let me carry you like a Sunday. To a freedom you still haven't named. I will reach those riddles. You keep inside your chest. A voice hides itself. I will call a leak of ages. That I stayed asleep inside your bones. I will lay long roads of journey. For those feet that forgot. How to move again. And if I seek you. It's not to keep you. It's to open your chest. And help you see yourself. Hmmm. It became truth in the middle of the open weather. In the crack where the soul stops pretending to arrive It didn't learn to put on makeup Or to ask forgiveness for being It only wanted to walk with you When you couldn't find your way home Your image follows me beyond what memory can hold Like a fire that doesn't judge Like a shadow that has won Your hands have taught me how to face my own fragility And in your silence I came to understand the shape of love I will set upon my shoulders Your fears and all your guilt So the chains that keep you hidden Can finally come undone And the secrets that are crying From the depths beneath your skin Will turn to clearest water Will turn to air again Run, let the wind take hold of you Live as if you've been given another birth Run, set down the weight of time You didn't come to this world To learn how to fall Let me carry you like a Sunday In the arms of a freedom you don't yet know I will reach those riddles You keep inside your chest when you don't reply I will call the ache of ages That stayed asleep inside your bones I will lay long roads of journey For those feet that forgot how to move again And if I speak your name It's not to keep you It's to open the door That won't let you see yourself I don't expect from you more than what the soul deserves I want you with your shadow With your light and with your battle Forgive me if sometimes I couldn't guard your dream If I couldn't soften the edge Of every fear you carry You gave me your blood so I would never live with an owner You understand that love is also undoing fear I never needed go-betweens or promises sworn aloud Because in your nakedness I learned what surrender is Nothing makes me more eternal than to see you in your truth Nothing leaves me more open than your vulnerability Nothing holds me more in place Nothing sets me free the same As this love without a name That doesn't know how to bury you Like a Sunday in the arms of a freedom you don't yet know I will reach those riddles You keep inside your chest when you don't reply I will call the ache of ages That stayed asleep inside your bones I will lay long roads of journey For those feet that forgot how to move again And if I speak your name It's not to keep you It's to open the door that won't let you see yourself Mmm... Here ends the noise Where your name began And the truth that doesn't break when The soul hides away We were never owners of time or fear or the sun Just two bodies learning how to hold our song Your image stays in the water like the horizon stays Without asking memory to explain why it answers Your hands have taught me how to release without betraying And in your silence I understood the way of coming back I will lay upon your shoulders What no longer belongs to me The guilt that turns to shadow The winters that grow old And the secrets that once stopped your breath inside Will turn to ash and pathway Will turn to wind at dawn Run like someone fleeing Run like someone who finally knows their own face Run the soul doesn't break When it stops carrying what was never its way Let me carry you like a Sunday To that freedom that doesn't need to explain itself I will reach into your deepest places To leave you in peace with everything you are I will calm the ache of ages That stayed asleep inside your bones I will lay long roads of journey For your feet so tired of standing still And if I speak your name It's not to keep you It's to say goodbye without ever ceasing to love you I expect nothing more than the truth of what we were No promises, no returning No destiny shared between us I want you with what you are When no one sees you at all With your wound, with your fire, with your way to fall If the night ever loses you inside its silence Remember that love can also be a sky above I never needed go-betweens or any voice from an altar Because in your nakedness I learned that to love is to release And now that the road grows long inside the memory I leave on your chest this wind I leave on your chest this story Nothing makes me more eternal Than having understood you Nothing makes me more human Than releasing you to your path Let me carry you like a Sunday To that freedom that doesn't need to explain itself I will reach into your deepest places To leave you in peace with Everything you are I will carve pages that stay to sleep inside your bones I will lay long roads of journey For your feet so tired of standing still And if I speak your name It's not to keep you It's to say goodbye without ever ceasing to love you