Beyond the North Wind
What lies beyond the back of the North Wind?
On night's cool breath, where dreams ascend
A place unseen, where Diamond's soul now rests,
Bathed in eternal light, with only exclusive guests.
A voice in the twilight, soft and low,
Tells tales of places only the winds know.
She listens, with wonder in her eyes,
Imagining worlds beyond the skies.
Through mists and mysteries, she seeks to find,
The secrets that linger in the North Wind's mind.
A dance of lights where the cold winds blow,
What secrets are kept where no mortals go?
Does the North Wind whisper of realms so fair?
Of soft songs of time, for spirits who dare
To dream in the depths of the endless night,
Where darkness dances with faint starlight?
What lies beyond the back of the North Wind?
Where dreams sail forth on the night's cool breath.
A place unseen, where souls like Diamond stand,
Guided by the Father's will, they soar and land.
Now she dreams beneath the moon's soft glow,
Of a world where secrets behind the wind flow.
A place of peace where the lost souls mend,
Invited are all, yet not all choose to attend.
On night's cool breath, where dreams ascend
A place unseen, where Diamond's soul now rests,
Bathed in eternal light, with only exclusive guests.
A voice in the twilight, soft and low,
Tells tales of places only the winds know.
She listens, with wonder in her eyes,
Imagining worlds beyond the skies.
Through mists and mysteries, she seeks to find,
The secrets that linger in the North Wind's mind.
A dance of lights where the cold winds blow,
What secrets are kept where no mortals go?
Does the North Wind whisper of realms so fair?
Of soft songs of time, for spirits who dare
To dream in the depths of the endless night,
Where darkness dances with faint starlight?
What lies beyond the back of the North Wind?
Where dreams sail forth on the night's cool breath.
A place unseen, where souls like Diamond stand,
Guided by the Father's will, they soar and land.
Now she dreams beneath the moon's soft glow,
Of a world where secrets behind the wind flow.
A place of peace where the lost souls mend,
Invited are all, yet not all choose to attend.
Credits
Writer(s): Micheal Furster
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