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