Take My Hand

Heavens been still since i have scour the hills the lake is timid and the breeze is calling you near you are the beauty within the rising of the hills i am blessed to hear your call as i gaze across the lands you prescence is flet the crisp air is alive with you hold my hand and i shall rise with you onto the clearing and into the lake we shall roam the valley floor and be seen across the lake what awaits my love but this deep you carry my heart with such fullness and grace you are as light as this breeze that beckons me to the hills your heart is like a still breeze so soft and gentle to the touch you are the bearer of my love what course will you chart in this new day what awaits to met me in the still air the greatness of your love for another calls ever near the sky shines with such blaze of dazzeling light the time is near and love awaits you what glad day this be to walk the hills all around me to beckon to the calling for the heart and rest near by to taste the chalice of my love to rise in the new day with glad heart what a glorious day is this and glad i to be blessed in her glory the sounds all around are harmonious and soothing the air is like a the crisp edge of a sword what fancy time do i have beneath these hill with my love, for she is not far or alone from my heart her gaze is as pure as the heart of a dove oh how splendid is for one to be in love.