Still flying high
from morning thunderstorms
we stand together
sister to sister
soul to soul.
Still flying high
from morning thunderstorms
I reach out
to touch you
with light.
With the
light from the soul
we stand together.
Still flying high
from morning thunderstorms
we stand together
sister to sister
soul to soul.
Still flying high
from morning thunderstorms
I reach out
to touch you
with light.
With the
light from the soul
we stand together.
Mary Breath Yoga 