original Lyric from a work in progress with Per Tegelstrom and Kim Westin:

ANIMA

From the mists she may rise
Rosy fingered dawn’s surprise
Just as swiftly may be bourne
To the shadows
Leave us torn….

With patience call her back
To tempt her gently with a kiss
My simple gifts may pale
The mark I’ll miss

In the deep pools of her eyes
Map the countries of her disguise
I may follow where she leads
Ebb and flow
Give and receive

In that warm glade
Of the healing place
The unicorn rests his head
Upon her lap

Oh she’s everything there is,
The changing skies
The rivers flow….
May I aspire?
May I ascend?
Will Time fold back…
It’s golden story to reveal?
Or her secrets never be known?


Shall I her secret never know?