Blue Flame

From North, South, East to West,
I spent infinite sunrises with you
And gazed at diamonds in the night sky

From Mt. Rainier, Kilimanjaro, Mt. Apo and Mont Blanc
I found myself soaring above in peaceful silence
And like an eagle pierced the hidden valleys

From Atlantic, Indian and Pacific oceans
I poured my soul into your shores
And wept for sorrows endless pain

From the Negev, Arabian and Sahara deserts
I guided lost travelers in search of their compasses
And I found my own oasis amongst them

The wind, the sun, the moon and rain
Whisper softly to my seeking heart
And my soul walks to where my spirit roars

Now I return to where it all began
With Blue Flame’s Sword in me
Africa you howl at harvest moon’s end.