Ascend, beautiful being
Ascend
Evoke the Rebel
Cry the battle, sear exposed wound
Depth of Light
Dare we contemplate the depth of light?
The Truth of the Essence
“Let go…” Spirit whispered, As it breathed in her eye, It doled out the infinite, In one easy sigh,
Strength
It is yours through the obscurity of pain, the questioning of will, the yearning for freedom.
The Woodlands
Her heart instead pushed forward Her muscles echoed the command Her soul rang out, fates call restored And she trudged on through The Woodland
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