My heart has passion that is like a wild brumby,
Free and unbridled; tearing through nature’s glory.
Seeking out to find that paradise, just out of reach;
My words flow from fingertips to scatter across a blank page,
Spilling out as if my blood flows free,
All of this coming from deep inside of me.
My muse awakens my spirit, and She teases me with song,
Closing my eyes, so that I may see the universe we created.
