sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet sunflower
Faja de Santo Cristo, Sao Jorge
Adoro Alentejo
What will you wish for?
i can't fly faster than the wind -
blow a kiss to sweet Atlantic
dive into cool Pacific
trust the turn of seasons
newly yellow leaves
reflect my dream's desire.
Landed in a gentle frenzy,
blurry memories
whispers of emotions
threads of connection,
in the wild open west
subtleties rise to the surface
as fragmented shapes and colors.
Followed the sun backward
round blessed mother earth
tears glistening in the vapor trail.
Carried along on a gentle breeze
my heart is on fire
my home within
and my path ever winding...
