Underneath the Stars

Our Hand-Fasting Ceremony, Photo by Robin Nations

Speaking of laying in a field of flowers, underneath the stars with a young boy in my dreams who would turn out to be my husband one day...

I stumbled upon this song today by Kate Rusby:

Underneath the Stars

Underneath the stars I'll meet you
Underneath the stars I'll greet you
There beneath the stars I'll leave you
Before you go of your own free will

Go gently

Underneath the stars you met me
Underneath the stars you left me
I wonder if the stars regret me
At least you'll go of your own free will

Go gently

Here beneath the stars I'm landing
And here beneath the stars not ending
Why on earth am I pretending?
I'm here again, the stars befriending
They come and go of their own free will

Go gently
Go gently

Underneath the stars you met me
And Underneath the stars you left me
I wonder if the stars regret me
I'm sure they'd like me if they only met me
They come and go of their own free will

Go gently
Go gently
Go gently

*~*~*~*~*

Find this song and listen to it with your eyes closed. It will move you.

Thank you, Kate...for putting to words a dream that always danced in my imagination as a young girl. Although...he never really left me, just sort of dissapeared temporarily until he grew hair on his chest!