A New Season"
The Church
Shaded crystal water, bathed in by God's daughter Sighing, whispers near, a new season passes here Sensory gifts to all who come Soak up the stars and setting sun It's strange and wilder Ageless bechilder Saved by fire Touched and finer Gray stands the tower in the distance Days pass like warm sun on the face A new season Shared is the cure to conquer loneliness Peaceful, blissful union is the priestess Doubt flows the river into darkness