And all of secret whistles, boats to sails the seas,

shifts unto a new land, where gems hid beneath.

each blows of each leaf, each wave of each seas,

a breeze of wind blows unto the creatures each seals.

wild yet peaceful, chaotic yet simple,

roar in each whimp, it soars and it peeks.

each valleys and each heights,

each darks and each brights.

the bliss of the wild,

begins to unrot, as its a beginning we’ll unfold.