Then came the healing time, hearts started to shine, soul felt so fine, oh what a freeing time it was.

Everywhere we shine death and life burn into something new…

Oh what a wonderful soul so bright inside you. Got power to heal the sun’s broken heart, power to restore the moon’s vision too.

Love, Mercy, and Grace, sisters all, attend your wounds of silence and hope.

Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace.

What hell condemned, let heaven now heal.

A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmareto the jeweled vision of a life started anew.

You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret— you return to the beauty you have always been.

Death wins nothing here,gnawing wings that amputate––then spread, lift up, fly.