SKYE stephenson

Live simply,
Live close to the earth;
Enjoy life
With all its mirth.

Live high,
Live close to the sky;
Fly on eagle wings
To where your desires do roam.

Live close to your home,
Live tight to your clan,
Live without an ambitious plan,
Live to enjoy the new dawn
When the lone star
Touches your breast.

Live on the soil
Without any toil,
Live in your place,
In your sacred space
That is as high and as wide
As an infinite wave
That crashes upon you
Without water or sand,
Caressing your hands
That touch my eyelids
Asleep with the now
Of your loving me.