A full moons night, to lie in the sand, a dream is filling my head.
Summoned by the wind to hear its words I’m influenced by what is said.

“ Should you wedge your self in there… between the sky and the sea
You would trace across land and gain the wisdom to be free”

So, I focused on the line the horizon made and the city behind me began to fade.
Then by shedding my pockets and mans laws complete… I am gaining the feel of the earth through my feet.

Stretched out before me is time that past, and the permanence secured…from ancient to last.
As I arouse the spirits of water, sky, and earth I am having the sensation of living the lands birth.

Why do you infect me with what I did not know, if I’m to awake and required to go
“When I sing in a gust... The passions will repeat... and remind you to remember the feel of life’s beat.”