Ayla Nereo All Of This
I am but a part of this
All I am is all I give
Everything that comes to me
Comes as sure as I will breathe
Sure as tempest storms us in two
Pulls us planets
Oppose orbits
Sure as forces spin us cycles
Spiral changes joyous frightful
Surely my dear you've sung to the moon
Cross desert and sand
Cross time and plan
Cross hidden and bloom
You've sung to the moon…