“We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we lie in fields of gold. ” ~ Sting
As we rest,
as we see more clearly,
as we breathe
and release,
Nature reminds us—
we are well,
we are free.
We lie in fields of gold.
As we rest,
as we see more clearly,
as we breathe
and release,
Nature reminds us—
we are well,
we are free.
We lie in fields of gold.