A Dream Is The Key

Stronger Than Iron Crueler Than Death Sweeter Than Springtime It Lives Beyond Breath

Breath Of The Winds; Dancing Flame; Peace Of The Earth; Song Of The Waves.

The Warmth Of His Embrace Soaked Into Me, A Powerful Charm Against The Dark Things.

In All Experience, There Is Something To Be Learned. In Deepest Sorrow, Wisdom Is Found. In The Well Of Despair, Hope Rises.

We Draw Our Strength From The Great Oaks Of The Forest. As They Take Their Nourishment From The Soil, And From The Rains That Feed The Soil, So We Find Our Courage In The Pattern Of Living Things Around Us. They Stand Through Storm And Tempest. They Grow And Renew Themselves. Like A Grove Of Young Oaks, We Remain Strong.