Four A.M., come to the path, A doorway to the serpent, Gonna stretch right out on his back, And fly into the dawn. And all through the night we play guitars by firelight, And we sang till the time came to go.
A distant ring of clouds formed through the sky, Surrounds on all horizons. Stars are bright and clear before my eyes, Millions of light years away. As drummers softly played, Their sounds drifting through the air, Harmonic Convergence had begun.
A brilliant trail, exploding silver and blue, Makes no sound on it's journey. Like a train in the night will sooth, It takes my mind to where it goes. And all the people there, They could feel it in the air. Expectations of a new day and age. Cy it's so awesome thank you! WE MUST GUARD THE GUARDS, SURELY! LOVE ALL OF YOU TRULY, AUDRA
Coming from you, a discerning and powerfully observant hawk eye for nature and digital art...I cannot be more satisfied and proud then, thank you with all my heart for your comments always are just so darn thoughtful and descriptive! Thank you dear friend, love you always, Audra