Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.
At its most dynamic, faith evolves into powerful applicable knowledge.
In a rich moonlit garden, flowers open beneath the eyes of entire nations terrified to acknowledge the simplicity of the beauty of peace.
You are the hybrids of golden worlds and ages splendidly conceived.
In a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.
Poetry looking in the mirror sees art, and art looking in a mirror sings poetry.