oho what is this
mistarious and uncapturable bless that i have known
yet seems to be simple as breath and easy as a smile
and older than the earth
blowing gentlely over my garden
the wind of the southern sea
in the hour my love come with and call with me
and for god sake hold your tongue and let me love.....
for we are bound,
where marinier has not yet dared to go
and we will risk the ship
ourself and all......
we are heading to the destination wher no human has daraed to go
to the untroden planet astral and though...
we stoped for no one till the boundary which ever been known
miraculous meandering and glow
for we proposed to tuch the sphear in joy
and to the heaven unstopable
flying at risk of being dead
to the untoucheble one.....
we see them who has never been seen past..
untoucheble and powerfull of all
singing the song of love
being the darest of all....