Spirit of the Woods, Part II
I beheld her eyes
and my soul was impassioned
Appearing before me
the spirit that dances
Gently touching my cheek She heals the wounds
Softly speaking in my ear She stirs the spirit inside
Upon my finger she places
a runic ring of love and softly whispers
Come, share in the Love
of a life that is new
Come, share in the Joy
of the spirit on the wind
Come and Trust
what I have to give
And with a Passion
dance among the trees
Embracing my soul with her loving spirit
I leave the past and dance among the winds
She is the trees She is the wind
She is the mist She is the song
Dancing among the trees Dancing in the wind
She is the Spirit of the Woods
