You're the heart of pure love filled with delight
with laughter echoing across the mountains
high.

You the morning mist that brings life and newness
the breath of love when it touches each thought
softly when I see your art, you're the heart of my
the spirit that brings sugar plums sweet and fresh in
the calmness of your light.

You're the essence each day when you come to mind
the promise of sweetness in a song, you're the heart
softly lightening each day with a special love
that cannot be explained.

You're the life force that makes me know that
love exists in all hearts, the mean fullness
of wisdom and truth flowing across the
heavens so glories.

You're the wings of my spirit, the warmth I feel
deep without doubt or fear trying
to take the lead over love.

You're the music I hear in the breeze of all my days
leading to love, the moon that shines, the sun that
warms the coldest heart.

(Love is always the heart of my spirit)


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