dancing to the beats of the Primordial Rhythm sounds, colors, movements opening the Gateway to Silence resonances that are of the One Note residing in Space Gaia progression singing the last hum of the day words shadowing the Wordless Breath resuscitates the lifeless reminding the Hero to reclaim his Original Inheritance Oh, come warm your hands by the FIre while his flute incants of the Ancient and make Holy of the Storytelling in this Eternal humbling journey
SitaraAlaknandaShakti (c)
