Out in this place...
this place that i've grown up in
i feel truly at home
this open space
makes me feel safe...and yet vulnerable
as a change occurs in this place
a change occurs in me
as everything ages and changes
so too do i
as the wind whips my hair
a spirit calls me
not with words but emotions
and i know that i'm not alone
even if there is no-one beside me
the spirit is there
to guide me, even if its in the wrong direction
its still there when i need someone near me.
better to be alone with a spirt than completely alone
or is all this in my mind maybe the spirit is just the wind
