Summerland, Oh how I long for thee

[womanofthecraft]

My heart aches each breath I take,
While down upon my kness.
The God and Goddess whom created me
I always aim to please.
The universe while turning, leaves my soul ever yearning.
For Summerland, Oh, Summerland, how I long for thee!

This life has been a trial, through each door I open wide.
My heart is like a window, In light I shall abide!
Tho' it seems that night is endless and forever in shadows be.
Summerland, Oh Summerland, my soul does long for thee!