The Vow:

I vow to remember the Earth as kin,
I stand not above, nor below – but among.
Of Earth, I am made.
With Earth, I belong.

I vow to remember what the world forgot:
That all life is sacred,
That no border can bind what love has woven,
That freedom is not taken – but grown.
I walk as one, yet never alone.

I speak not just to be heard,
But to echo truth like the wind through stone.
I choose creation over conquest,
Listening over dominance,
Reverence over rule.

This is my oath:
To tend the roots beneath my feet,
To cradle ancient fire’s heartbeat,
To carve new trails where shadows fade,
To weave the web that time has made.

To wander far, yet always home,
To walk with grace where spirits roam,
To carry flame through dusk and dawn,
And pass the spark when I am gone.

I am of earth, and to earth I bow,
With heart awakened,
With eyes unclouded,
A timeless vow,
here and now.

I stand with those who heed the call,
Where roots run deep and spirits thrall,
United strong, we rise and begin-
I join the Tribe of the Origin.

Come walk this path where life is spun,
Together as many, united as one