In fields of blue I long to dwell
And frolic ‘neath the sun –
To mingle with the scented air
With each new day begun
Then yet to float within the mist
That lingers all around –
Be as a wraith, to drift and spin,
Above the rugg’ed ground
No substance to my earthly form
Nor weight to bear me down
As then I yearn to twist and turn
Draped in a silken gown
Be thus my senses unconfined
Within a mortal frame
Untethered from all things that own –
So like a dancing flame
To see and hear, to touch, inspire
The perfume of a rose –
Such fragrance sweet as angel`s breath
Diffusing as it grows
Then with the spirits of the land
My heart would so rejoice –
To ever chant their gentle lay
As in a single voice
So sing, O Shining Ones*, yes sing
Of joy, of hope, of love,
And I, with thee, will render thus
Sweet music from above
In fields of blue I long to dwell
My dreams abiding there –
Forever dancing through all time
With flowers in my hair
* Devas (nature spirits) .
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