The Hills of Jade I often sail away upon the wings of wistful dreams, through the azure mist of yet-to-be, to the hills of jade beyond. I drift away, slowly drift away upon a schooner of cotton swans, across the … Continue reading
The Hills of Jade I often sail away upon the wings of wistful dreams, through the azure mist of yet-to-be, to the hills of jade beyond. I drift away, slowly drift away upon a schooner of cotton swans, across the … Continue reading
Into the Sacred Hills of Jade 