• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 01
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He looks down on her from above,
Wet from the rain, naive, a child,
What does she know.
He has wisdom, he knows all.
He is the Father,
All Heaven is his,
He is the creator.
But she will go her own way,
Oblivious to his teaching,
Make her own mistakes.
She has free will.
He is powerless until,
one day she reaches out.
She needs him,
He welcomes her,
back into the fold.