This Secret Place Of Mine

(for Bobbie & Angelo)

Oh, of these magic dreams afar

Oh the joy of this secret place within my heart.

For it is of this land, this sky and its golden fields

It is here within these dreams that my spirit yields.

For I stand now bold upon these mountains tall.

I listen, I pray, I meditate

as I heed my souls soft and tender call.

For it is here upon the plains of my mind

 where the winds sweet kisses are soft and warm

 It is here beneath this azure sky,

 that the musing of my Santa Anna is born.

Oh how I miss this place and time,

Oh how I long to once more claim it as mine.

For I desire to hold and taste once more of this dream

 to see the sun rise, to hear the mountains gentle stream.

Oh how I long to be in that secret place of my heart,

To once again nourish my spirit, though it be from afar.

 Therefore I, through determination and will,

shall soar once more with the eagles upon this golden hill.

I shall smile across the eons of time,

For I have captured once more

That far away and secret place of mine.

J. Allen Wilson © 2005