Her Soul softly rose upon enchanting sound » Walking with Elijah
Her Soul softly rose upon enchanting sound,
Trailing her destiny, she glides through rivers of clouds
It is written; it is destined, could it be undone?
Careless heart she marches, abandoned all doubts,
Inner call is her only guidance, awakening Soul in a broke of dawn.
~Doobie
Her Soul softly rose upon enchanting sound » Walking with Elijah
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