Vanderhoof
Valley of the Heart
Where does my heart lie in the valley
Where grass is as gold as sunlight
That touches my heart with soul
Where does my heart lie a memory of my youth's dreams
Casting shadows in purple hues
The Oak
Quietly the Oak sits and waits
I sit under the strong boughs and sense the wisdom it possesses
Not having to be anything but be
Lion's Gate
The gate opens to the Valley of the Heart
My Heart
Passion and Bliss awaits
Vivid images of color
An experience is at hand
The Lake
Drenched with sunlight the lake reflects our image
Connected to the one, of the one, in the one