dust orange-gold black stripes
merges moves in shadows
silent stealth power grace
...
love comes when love can
love comes in its own season
love comes by day by night
...
it's after three thirty
in the morning...
it's a beautiful thing
when your so tired...
...
free wind sings songs of undreamed of sights
solar wind carries us home among distant stars
our soul journey extends into galaxies infinities
...