Free like an eagle to inhabit a skyward mountain.

Pure like the waters released from Heaven’s fountain.

Renewal of the spirit shall surpass to be,

as the king of flight unveils his plight,

illuminating a shield of decree.

Apparitions that remain to haunt,

with echoes that demean and taunt,

shall disperse like heat on a breeze,

to remember no more their unrelenting tease.

The searing flame of conviction,

shall yield unto the Earth,

and purification is promised through the portals of rebirth.