• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 01


Across the times, I carry
The truth, spoken and heard
Forgotten, or not as yet,

Beyond the skies, I draw
The happenings, in times of reckoning
Somewhere, they must belong too,

Through the boundaries, I see
The invisible, the spread of pink
On earth, lives and more,

With words divine, I fly
Across the times
I am the winged hope.