Updated: Feb 25
I am blessed to know the music of the valley, to hear the songs of the hills and to feel the richness of the Earth
Not a lonely hour of shattered dreams shall take my breath away as long as I have the grace of land to bathe my tender heart.
Nor, shall any man darken the path I choose with hatred for I gather my strength from the trees that bear fruit.
I carry the words of purity as I belong to the eternal river that flows gentle in my being.
Here where my blood is tied to the threads of God, shall I reap in the rewards of my loving spirit.
To those who come openly to touch and share the vision, so shall I give freely of my soul for I am married to the Earth and to her wondrous generosity.