Against the rose petals my broken mind lay
Between the ribs of the cold metal my soul sways
As I sail
I sail faraway
Against the currents of the fiercest storm
I am leading myself to the place I belong
Through hell and heaven
Through the seven gates of every constellation
There is a little place where I’ll meet myself
Unchained and boundless
A place where God rests
Artwork by: Henry Golden Dearth
