Red and dying--setting sun,
another day is passing--
Dreams approach on unseen wings,
ours now for the asking--
Catching starlight in a sail
of cloud with silver lining--
Riding on a crescent moon
where every thought is shing--

Wise and wild--
fierce and free--
is the secret heart--
of eternity--

Truth calls us into
Solitude--
Across the sea
of night--
Where star-song fills
the hungry soul--
with hurricanes
of light--

Wise and wild--
fierce and free--
is the hidden face
inside of me--

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This is the opening of a new concept album I'm writing. I hope to get into a recording studio and
release it one of these days on a CD.
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