Morning Shy

Butterfly kisses and Eskimo noes
look into the Desert, feel a glow

A Lost Lake in the mountains of time
rush of wind and warm summer shine

Blizzard of bliss, November high
Snowflake dance, cooler climb

Silk and honey for a sweet embrace
loyalty and trust in a wise grimace

Gentle does the whisper ring
always for the Earth will sing

Feel the soul continuous motion
Ground me in the seasons rotation