Breathtaking sounds, I followed the wind again
Grasping shadows on the icy wings, summery things
Celeste vesper entwined arms, imminence, enchanted beings
Presence, the wings called my spirit, is he
Caressed my body each soft peak, slowly his heart
Love surrounds each drifting sand
Nigh whispers he shares my soul
Captivated in each white lake, I'm his
Endless silvery disk shallow grave, I open wide
I feel each azure rainfall as it cleanses me, he is mine
Awakening my soul follow the wisp, each plumage high
To hold you again in soft moonlight , I shall be thine
Sixty-seven days after departing Flores Island in Europe’s westernmost waters, the schooner Heimdall and her stalwart crew has finally arrived at the mysterious Isla Socorro in the Revillagigedo Archipelagoes. The discoveries they make are astounding
She was quite capable of taking care of herself...She appreciated everything he was doing for her and the Grandmothers Four, but she needed his help, not for him to take over.
Love ya!
Jane