I wish you well
It's time to go
Cords to cut
Space to grow
Heaven sent
To help
To heal

Unexpected realms
We sang along
Opening wonders to personal song
Dance brought us closer
We paved our own way
Only a week
yet
Ive changed in away

Written in the stars
Destined to meet
With pure hearts we grew
With desire and heat
Lions roar
fire and brimstone
Lions gate opened  
And we returned home

A short stay it was
For our souls intertwined
The dance of sacred space and time
Cords to cut
The healings complete
The song we sang shall set us free