| Shielding my eyes in sorrow’s pose, my wings unfold to shelter those mourning love lost and promises not kept. I pray for your joy.
My gift is a glimpse through the shining Doors of Immortality. |
| Shielding my eyes in sorrow’s pose, my wings unfold to shelter those mourning love lost and promises not kept. I pray for your joy.
My gift is a glimpse through the shining Doors of Immortality. |