Jan 2018
The way I wake to wind
blowing over the glassy water.
The flowing thoughts begin
creative had to be the father.
To make an element so clean
the idea is beyond impossible.
Us humans may only dream
of a creator so incredibly
unstoppable.
blowing over the glassy water.
The flowing thoughts begin
creative had to be the father.
To make an element so clean
the idea is beyond impossible.
Us humans may only dream
of a creator so incredibly
unstoppable.
To the cleanser of wounds.
To the healer of sickness.
To the mirror of the night sky.
And to the keeper of life.
To the healer of sickness.
To the mirror of the night sky.
And to the keeper of life.
