blessed springtide
soulfelt wishes of peace, love and happiness to those near to my heart this turning of the wheel...
we are the stars which sing
we sing with our light
we are the birds of fire
we fly over the sky
our light is a voice
we make a road for the spirit to pass over
- trad. algonquian indian
we are the stars which sing
we sing with our light
we are the birds of fire
we fly over the sky
our light is a voice
we make a road for the spirit to pass over
- trad. algonquian indian

situation normal