Take flight my soul And feel the outstretched wonder of your wings The whispered feather kisses of a vagrant breeze That lifts and sings... Take note my soul What nature knows of wonder and of grace The flowing stones - The quiet ceaseless ceding of All time and place... Take ease my soul Traditions stretching fore and aft were planned A long taut line of friendship passed from heart to heart And hand to hand... Deanna
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Music Playing - The Mural