• Magnificent.
    The only thing i could say

    This picture I've held in my mind,
    From the Darkest Nights to the Brightest Days

    The inhospitible rocks, beaten by the wind,
    with tiny wild orchids blooming on it's slope.

    My first glimpse of the freshwater lake,
    At the bottom of the Iridescent waterfall, spraying it's misty children.

    The music played at the time of great suffering and patience,
    The notes flowed through my head like soft silk upon a bed.

    I weep for this moment as i never have before,
    for the time has come again to suffer evermore.