Winter Grass

She stood tall and golden, 

this winter grass beneath a setting sun,

and when the breeze blew

she grooved a little

and when the wind gusted

she danced like a storm
like a storm
like a storm
like a wild-natured storm
dangerous and delicate
as a leaf falling from on high
when the wind gusted
she danced like a storm

When the Woods Wrap 'Round

When the woods wrap 'round me

And welcome me with grace

I'll walk in their deepness
and rest in their embrace