One of the beauties of living the way i do is that i can express myself vocally, as in singing my heart out, anytime anywhere i please.
Most of you reading this, are maybe surrounded by people and buildings etc. most of the time.
That's where i come short. When i see you, surrounded,
you do walk so gracefully, being you so perfectly.
Mostly, I couldn't be that strong, i think.
No matter what; we are all on some kind of Path.
This morning i stepped outside,
and if you could have heard,
I sang a primal song of sounds.
As of lately,
i was singing love songs
in the woods.
With some feeling of loss
Where is my
so familiar primal voice
of deeper down the Earth
totally in harmony
Sometimes i sing a hymn to God
When i am scared;
a children's song
Singing here this morning
I see my order of all things
Maybe you reminded me
I heard your song
from far away
It is a sound so clear and light
one of total Grace
where as my love songs are
I know for now which path i have to take
I love to stray
Only when i will find
the guttural sounds of Inuit
I will sing a song that really counts
It's music still in shrouds for me