Ireland - Donna Lewis

If I could trace the ocean’s face, ride the waves full of grace

The joyful sound of happiness

The white winged dove I caress

Dream beneath the wings of love in the floodlight of the Moon above

I kneel before the heavenly waters

I will go where

Wherever you may be

Beautiful and rising

To me

And I will go running

Heady and free

I will go with you

Wherever you may be

I will go where no man treads, where magic dreams and jewelled streams

Hold the key that I believe is wealth to me

Slip into a stranger’s hands

The ancient wonder of the land

I love from birth to heavenly waters

I will go where

Wherever you may be

Beautiful and rising

To me

I will go running

Heady and free

I will go with you

Wherever you may be

These things

These pathways worn

These moments

Held…