By Lazuli of Pagan Heart
I lived that pain, of losing again, when it stole my breath and it started to rain
and the wind kissed my face, in that beautiful place - where did you go?
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Then She touched my soul, made me whole...and nothing else mattered, except the story She told
by that glistening stream, She took me to see - taking me places I had never been.
She said "Open your eyes, and see the skies, blue azure, no need to hide..."
...and later we sat, watching the moon; healing the wounds; feeling all of nature's moods.
Then She gave me her hand, as I tried to stand, "...Don't know if I can." - "You can!" she sang
She whispered "You are never alone...when you need a hand to hold, I'll be here, you'll never be cold."
Then with the soft dawn mist, She blew me a kiss, and faded gently, into the distance
And so that pain, that stole my breath, while it started to rain...
...taught me how to live again.
...taught me how to live again.
