Nature In Our Love

“Your eyes are the color of the sea
you look my way and the waves
was over me”
a radiance burns so bright
sweet embrace that feels so right

Turn a key and unlock the realm
when other aspirations died
“when the morning comes
you take me by the hand and
say our love is written in sand”

Eclipsed by the command of hearts
more than mere actors that play the parts
body, soul, and mind in congruence
never really analyzed the sphere of romance’s influence

In asking for the simplicity of finding the truth
returning to the joy found
in the purview of youth

“Until tomorrow comes
time is in our hands
because this love
is written in sand”


Excerpts from “Written In Sand”,
Santana, words by Froom/ Stahl