The Thorns that Guard the Rose

I am the sun, I am the moon
I am the dream that ends too soon.
I am the deer, I am the lumbering bear
I am the catch that eludes the snare.

I am the grass, I am the flower
I am a lifetime or one short hour.
I am the tree, I am the leaf
I am a place beyond belief.

I am the flame that keeps you warm.
I am the calm before the storm.
I am the hurricane that blows.
I am the thorns that guard the rose.

I am the light, I am the dark
I am the arrow that hits the mark.
I am the snow, I am the rain
I am the touch that heals the pain.

I am the flame that keeps you warm.
I am the calm before the storm.
I am the hurricane that blows.
I am the thorns that guard the rose

Everywhere you look, everything you see,
However far your mind goes, you'll still be with me.

I am the moon, I am the sun
I am the shining radiant one.
I am the black sky filled with stars,
I understand just who you are.

I am the flame that keeps you warm.
I am the calm before the storm.
I am the hurricane that blows.
I am the thorns that guard the rose

September/October. 1988, Near Vail Colorado and Austin, TX