In the darkness of that night
With the chilling wind crashing
And harrowing cries of the wild
The flood gates spilled open
And all manners of demons sprang forth
In the Fortress of Being I rested
And watched as the wind became Still
The cries of the wild fell Silent
The flood waters now motionless
Holding the Reflection of the Rising Sun
Paradise Reborn
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