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I shall wear my known feathers now
While I glide across the mountains
The seas
In few days
My wings shall land
To breathe the smell
Of fathers mothers
Sisters brothers

Fullness of smiles
I so cherished
In quiet murmur
I shall hear again
Of thought or a pain
In nearness
A candour
Or terrain

I Speak Of Love

When my tender face rub on the gentle pillow
The wool warmed
The fur
On a silent night

The melody of the night winds I feel on my ear
As I lay there collected with the myrhh
That swimmed in wonder
O soul art thou the rejoice of beauty and love
Hither with I hold my hand
As I whisper the name of love

Fantasy

When the Even shines
The dainty blue
I roll my hair
I feel my open neck

Your voice and groan
I do hear
In all the rain
All so clear

A gentle kiss I do now yearn
Far beyond the moon
And
To the stars
I confess
Amid a mountain sky
O Fantasy trail me no long
Bind me
For I love you so

Sangh - Instrumental

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Evening Kiss

Hills escape me
Into a January mist
In solace dusk I share
Its kiss
On the face
Of a young true sea
Under my eyes
The cool air leans
Freshness wash the sand
As I walk in mellow
The swallow speaks a song
Of welcome journey home

Fear

Should I touch that shadow
A minuscule
Erodes as I get closer
Torch light
I must not use
Afraid
All might erase
It fizzles while the rain drops drizzle
As the curtain trail touch the folds
The shadow is a fear
Where is he?
My crunching toes can he hear it
Christmas lights are still on the twigs
I see him
Draw closer to rip it

Outside
A range rover I hear
Roaring
Slowly
Approaching the door
Do you think all would be different
If I hadn’t let go of the fear?

Reward

Death is no stranger
A woman in beauty
She touches softly
On my brow
She dances
She smiles
Willingly teasing