Wish me to the winds that blow Cross willows' leaves , to and fro , A place within their gusty breath To lift up... my spirits low , And soar upon their thermals high To farthest limits of the sky , Race me to wide oceans' waves Where tears of joy will end my day.
CEB
page 1 - Aquarius page 2 - Bleeding Hearts page 3 - This Daypage 5 - My Son...The Dead One page 6 - Better Each Day page 7 - On a nearby Hill page 8 - Drowning page 9 - Love's First Branches page 10 - The Bird Of Love page 11 - Barron Flowers page 12 - The Purest Heart page 13 - I Asked Too Much page 14 - When I'm Home