Lilac Love
Frost clings to the trees and stones,
stars pinpoint maps in the heavenly realms,
an owl sings softly in the voice of a dove,
as I quiet my heart with lilac love.
Frost clings to the trees and stones,
stars pinpoint maps in the heavenly realms,
an owl sings softly in the voice of a dove,
as I quiet my heart with lilac love.