Breathe Again
Sensual Winds
Sensual Winds, blowing through the Sky
Gently rolling across my skin, caressing my face
The soft voice of the breezing wind echoing in my ears
The Sky holds so many wondrous secrets surpassing
the Depths of the Mysterious Ocean.
To Be a Sacred Wind Rider, Soaring in the Sky
Rolling across every fiber of your being
Up in the Heavens at peace, Looking Down
At the Majestic Landscape.
Arms Out Wide, Riding the tides of the Sky
Pretending to be the Eagle, Owning The Skies
Touching the Welcoming Clouds
Feeling The Splendor on my fingertips
Watching The Night Sky Take It�s Place
The Moon Shining Down, and I Soaring
Higher, so Much Higher Almost Touching
The Lustrous Moon.
Taken over by the Night Winds, Running
Over Figure. Covering Me, Manipulating Me
To Their Will as We Dance Up in the Midnight Sky
The Moon Shining Down upon Me
What A Glorious Feeling
The Wind Holds so much Mystery and Passion
I look up high in the Sky, seeing the single leaves
Wishing to be Soaring In the Ocean of the Sky
Daniel Huron `00
