Unspoken

Waking up fresh in the morning
Gracing the waters edge
Reminds me of something unspoken
The memories soothing my head

Lighting the candle of glory
Stepping out head held up high
Dealing with truth in your own way
Touching the infinite sky

Come to the island of vision
Sail in the seas of your dreams
Climb the mountains of freedom
Free yourself, fly with great ease!

by Lorna Cameron