Born Child
Born Child
On misty water;
I see no child
Let’s go into the;
Centre of our mind
Freedom tells us;
To just take your time
All calm is in you;
As you sip the wine
Sun is shining;
Desert rocks we climb
Heavy body;
Sweat and tears we find
On a sacred stone;
All stars aligned
Copyright © Peter Kiggin | Year Posted 2014
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