The mountains, the moon and the stars
hold beauty that nibble at my scars
In their presence I find myself
hidden away at fears shelf
I take step by step towards my destiny
travel roads that keep healing me
In hiding I find my inner room
soon it will be in full bloom
I will reach in and grab its threads
wrap its light around my head
Seek and destroy all scars
reaching for the stars
Their light is blinding me no more
while to the skies I soar
Beauty of high peaks
all within my reach
The moon is crying out to me
it says; be all you want to be
the one to dance in the night
ready with your goal in sight
Be the preacher of love and light
be the one to set your world right
You are the mountains, the moon and the stars
you are the healer of your inner scars
Fee
Ron