Song For Kuenzi

I often think about a space where earth touches sky where moon glides by with smile'n face and starlight Pixies fly. where rainbowed showers cleanse my mind with life for all my flowers and birth of me is birth of spring in Mother Natures powers. I often think about a space where streams and currents flow where flutterbyes are on the chase and Pixie Maidens glow, where wind is free to whistle on with music like a rhyme and Pixie Maidens are the key to a life of endless time. c 1988

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