Publisher's Synopsis
What is it to be in sync?
What is it to really think?
To guide the beast and best of our human nature
To a place where the tail doesn't wag the dog.
To the space where heart is heard
And the master is seen as clearly as the glacier
On a high blue Himalayan day.
Where heart is heard and felt.
Maybe the words are reserved til the glacier melts
Arctic streams flow ever faster
Cleansing the planet of humans in a natural disaster.
I asked her, dear Gaia, can we ever live in harmony?
Sensing my despair and care
She sent a rain to drown the pain
But she did not answer.
