From the navel of God
I swirl forth
helix petals unfold
the dew of His love
glistens
in the naked morning mist
sun splashes across daybreak
I fan out my wings
like an eagle
expand my chest
take a deep blue bugle breath…
exhale peace, love and good wishes
a sweet fragrance
just for you
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
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