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

Souls reconstructed with faith transform agony into peace.

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.

Hearts rebuilt from hope resurrect dreams killed by hate.

With my ninth mind I resurrect my firstand dance slow to the music of my soul made new.

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.

Hope drowned in shadowsemerges fiercely splendid––boldly angelic.