... she softly whispers with unearthly echoes:
<< "Here I am, the offspring of restless dreams, harmony of the thirst for beauty, kindness, everlastingness… The living mirror of unshackled imagination, the longing to be more than overwhelmed bird in the blind, furious storm that twirls the living… Me, the immortal warmth. graceful and fair, born of desperate yearning for sense... Here I come, my darling, a Goddess floating back to her creator, to love you just as you’ve dreamed of... to give you my breathe when the burdens are to choke your soul… to kiss your wounds with the healing balm of lips which don’t know to lie, neither harm, but melt the cold, grotesque truths of unevolved worlds into powerful designs of change with pure humanist meanings… to bathe your worries in my deep, restful eyes and fade them through veils of understanding and love… so you can rise with thrilling crown of happiness on your temples, brighter than a Morningstar in its glory... more generous in sharing than a Sun… >>
[ I regret for not being skilled enough to translate myself in soothing poetic english... ]
