
Slip out through the window,
Shift your unsettled mind,
Lift up your aching limbs,
Leave what holds you down behind.
Fragrant woods are beckoning,
Singing their soulful sound,
Dance beneath the gables,
As planet moons spin around.
SRB 033026

Art, Music & Architecture

Slip out through the window,
Shift your unsettled mind,
Lift up your aching limbs,
Leave what holds you down behind.
Fragrant woods are beckoning,
Singing their soulful sound,
Dance beneath the gables,
As planet moons spin around.
SRB 033026