Healing Powers
Can I describe the beauty in a wave That arches high as horses boldly ride, That offers up the freedom …
Can I describe the beauty in a wave That arches high as horses boldly ride, That offers up the freedom …
It’s called getting high and it’s why I wander desire’s road, the one that goads the fires of freedom to mark …
To turn away from haven’s nest, and chase the firefly of dare. To ever seek the higher crest, and find …
My sheets are set to catch the winds of light among the whirl of stars through which I sail where …