The light of the white moon, with its reflex ion toward of crystal’s snow, over the earth blues and whites stars became my spiritual intellect
Mountains with caves whispering universal stories, rivers with water falls of icy crystals to be alike eternal beginning.
Mysteries forest covered with your cloak of nature, animal of white fear, cold water with the wind you will find your destine. In the deep of a confuse stated with the wild of nature.
In one without end (purpose) of love and hatred your cycle was rotating in the astral space.