Caim

Draw a circle around yourself, they say Trace your finger in the air and say a prayer And this is your sanctuary Your protected place Join your body to your soul In supplication to the almighty Let Earth be part of your litany And draw your circle On sacred ground Encompassing all you hold dear…

Mountain Top

In the high places In the lofty, lonely places seekers after truth stretch their minds and souls to the infinite. Shamans and priests pilgrims and hermits make their way to the very summit to seek enlightenment. On the mountaintop the world disappears Everything seems so small from up there The air is clean and clear…