In ‘BEO’ we walk in Winter’s mists above ground, while underneath all is alive and waking, unseen by the human eye. A humming foretells the arrival of Spring, Mother, Nadúr, and Brigid who brings the light. We sing the words in Irish and in English and use the ancient phrase Am Cain – I am beauty, from the Song of Amergin. This song is a prayer and an affirmation, rising into a celebration of nature, the Mother of us all and her many messengers – beo beo, alive alive, we are here, for nature weaves us all as one.