The sun is strong and the wind is sharp.The angel takes wing with her harp.Oh what songs she sings and stories she tells,As she travels the path that ..
A slow breeze steadily builds and brushes through my hair.Soft whispers fill my ears and calm my soul.Just as quickly as it arrived the breeze stops,A..
Once again I fall into the jade.It's jagged spires pierce my scarred flesh,And once more all is whole.In this jade is where I belong.In this jade is w..