winding through the trees still standing
by the sea the air's expanding
rushing fast it comes then leaves
between the hills it blows and weaves
on its way the storm is leaving
all of us behind believing
that the rain has stopped at last
now for a while the calm will last -
we are on the edge of something
passing by and through the one thing
we all know and we're all feeling
another day in the appealing
mystic landscape, sea and air
sky and mountains, this is where
divine beings touch and reach
soul osmosis as they teach
without textbooks, without schools
spirit knowledge forms in pools
in which we paddle and we swim
while stuck in traffic we're all in
a mystic landscape, mountains soaring
above the city and the boring
everyday things that we must do
just because we're me and you
in a mystic landscape
sea and air
in a mystic landscape
we all share