Voices of the |
As
I sit atop a rock,
Listening deep in my thought. The voices speaks from the sea and wind Telling tales of where they have been The water flows; as the Waves that come ashore The wind blows; as the gale that flies across. They tell the story from far and wide. They repeat the tales from across the tides. Telling the stories of honour and deceit Repeating the tales of light and dark Hear them deep in your heart, And the lessons you would learn From the voices of the purest hearts.
Blessed be. Written by, Copyright 2001, 2002 |