It's Me.....

When the dark billowy tresses

drape the face of the sky and

you wonder who this wanton girl is......

It's me.

When the wayward breeze caresses

your unruly curls and

you don't know who's whispering in your ears.....

It's me.

When you tread on the misty grass

after Spring has shed her tears,

the smell of rain bathed blossoms turns you dizzy

and leaves you guessing who breathed fragrance

into your being........

It's me.

When an unknown sweet ache splits your heart

and a bewildered "you" try to give it a name,

perhaps you know not: it's nameless,it's keen,

it's intoxicatingly venomous.......

It's Me.

Chanted By MORPHIANA