snow falling lighting bright pillow soft

great trees in forests in silence

the refrain rushing in was a tune

on flowers and others purple abounds

the moon of men love’s intentions

the numbers change too early to go or too late

things are said will have to learn to become one

bright flowerets stars and flowers games of flowers

they care for me they help me they give me shelter

blossoming anyplace flowers lift the mood perfect by nature blooms perfume

living world music at dusk young wine

magic in the mountains the candle glow be enough for me

lovely arch span the sky rain swept by

land was there before the land then things began happening fast