Early Works - As We Dance On Silver Lined Clouds

The ivory towers stretch heaven ward through plumes of fluffy clouds these towering strongholds grace our daydream moulds that catch our fleeting moments in a passing tranquil mood. Gallant knights on white chargers maiden in crook of their arm ride into the sunset again and again as our storybook falls open at some undeemed page. Round in increasing circles go the ripples on a pond slowly to vanish at striking an edge. Round in decreasing circles go the stars in our eyes as we dance on silver lined clouds. 18 June 1981