Beneath infinite skies I lie
in a clearing made for me.
The mountain range extends away
from fields beneath my feet.
And in the gentle breeze that plays
a magic on my skin,
I realise life in many ways
is captured by this feeling.

So many nights alone in silence
I have waited here.
I've shared my stories with the stars
and left them on the breeze.
The night and I shared dreams enchanted,
a calmness and a peace,
a silent inspiration growing
like vines up through the trees.