This is more than just a song — it’s an invitation to journey inward.
A soothing Native-style flute melody gently reaches into your mind,
then deeper still, into the quiet places of your soul. As the notes
unfold, you're lifted onto a soft white cloud, floating across an
endless sky, riding the winds over a rolling earth blanketed in
blooming flowers.
At one moment, you find yourself standing atop a mountain,
witnessing the sacred exchange between sun and moon — each
painting the sky with their own graceful palette. Light rays weave
through drifting clouds, as if blessing a single tree and lifting it to
glory.
That tree, twisted in its own unique beauty, stands alone on a small
island embraced by shimmering waters — the water of life. Sunlight
pours through the canopy of surrounding trees, casting a glow that
reminds us of nature's silent gift — the oxygen that sustains all.
As the lone tree watches the ever-shifting sky, its colors and patterns
remind us that time is always moving — and if we remain still for too
long, we risk being left behind.
The journey concludes at a lighthouse, its searching beam circling
endlessly. It whispers a quiet question: "Am I searching, or have I
found my path?"
And finally — stairs rise into the clouds, all bathed in white. A symbol
of transition. A farewell. A reflection.
And the final thought echoes gently in the soul:
When the time comes to leave our Mother Earth…
Did you leave behind a good footprint —
one etched in memory —
one that will live on?

Written: 04.19.2025 At: 01:39 PM, Sat.
TerryLee WHETSTONe