Valley of the Wind

In the Valley of the Wind

There is no sin

There is no place

For evil to begin.

In the Valley of the Wind

There is no trace

There is no beginning

Nor an ending maze.

There is only now

In a ripple of funneling clouds

Shrouded by the valley's smile.

And in that smile

There lies

An uncanny spell

That tells no lies.

Now look with your heart

Not your eyes

There isn't a thing

Not one thing to despise.

Flying above

Are the radiant doves

That spread a fire

A fire of adamant love.

In the Valley of the Wind

There is no hate

There is only love

In its golden gates.