A heart made of pure singing birds
A Melody that flows from her lips
That sounds that flow from beneath
The magic it cast above

Sweet sounds are made
But only few can hear
Those with the heart of pure angels
Are made with pure gold

Settle but reserve
Cast down by the spirit of lust
Drain by the blood of sin
Destroy but purified
A hand made of mother nature

Oh mother nature just the
Mentioning of your name sent
A great joy to my dieing heart
What more can be mentioned cause your works are breath taking.