beautying crocus,
how is it you are able
to teach me of love?
desert night broken
thunder in the hills
welcome company
swallows swirling
like autumn leaves
from alder to alder
distant sky rumbling
evening storm approaches
I listen alone
beautying crocus,
how is it you are able
to teach me of love?
desert night broken
thunder in the hills
welcome company
swallows swirling
like autumn leaves
from alder to alder
distant sky rumbling
evening storm approaches
I listen alone