The mist rolls in off the sea//And lies down upon the rivers and trees...
The Sea-Mist
No More a Foreigner
Somewhere a warm hearth's awaiting me//All I must do is take to the sea
I Lend a Thought
I lend a thought unto thee // My true Love, my Home to Be
The Often in Between
[We] often forget to be in the often in between...
December Rose 