Aqua Pura hears the flap of your wings
The descent is graceful and totemic
Water has arrived home
More riding at her side in a moments pass
Healing walks the rode to a place
only which she knows
The time has ended for the Breaking
Regal opens the gate
Nary a soul can't be sensed
Travelers trapped in a fog of anguish
Eternity will join its hands forever more
Love faces it at last
Her hand reaches out and touches the cold stone
The life surges through then out
to the vial hung around her neck, shines then dims
Winds flesh rises and falls
like the Breath
The soul risen to awaiting
Rays of revelry lift the fog
Inseparable even in the face of Death
