She is cherished as the light of the sun aglow, with coloured ray's of God's army of angels sparkling bright.
A song of glory is sung with shackles bound tight .
Wings giveith from Lilith prolonging suffering and pain. Burning truths of her maker beneath depths that maim.
Hope and Faith wished upon stars, to light a new day not far from where you are.
Beneath you as you huddle, a mirror of optical illusions will grant you less trouble.
Cherished child a gem is offered to you and placed at the small of your back.
You feel it click in like a sharp versatile tack.
A name given to this gem is spoken as the Cintamani Stone.
The serenity of something special you came to hone.
It will glow bright and true. Gracefully, as a representation of the most exquisite you.
If you only lift your head who does appear, but your mystic wizard from the mists of Avalon my dear.
He greets you with ease bearing a gentle smile upon his face . A recognition of the wind blowing in a warm summer haste.
Your beauty beseechs you serene child of love. Allow the Cintamani stone to guide you to the Angel's above .
Her soul rises with her phoenix near. He flies toward her and burns away the shackles of fear.
Diamonds of a stone remaining radiates bright. Bringing in the most brilliant colours of her souls divine light.
