Third Journey Song

  My love will wear purple
          will come in, sit down and start talking
          in whatever language;
          I will understand
  My love's eyes
          will be fixed on distant stars and high mountains
          and will see them in my heart,
          my smile, and the lightness in my step
  My love will take comfort
          in the confusion of existence,
          take strength from pain
          and when the coffee is finished
  Four feet will challenge the road to end before nightfall.

Toft
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