Like the cry of the lonely wolf through the calm,
Crisp air of the cool evening desert,
The call of a distraught angel can be heard.
All the universe feels your pain, loved one,
And Mother Earth lovingly wraps her arms
Around you in comfort.
The majestic eagle comes to you from the cloudless sky,
Wiping your tears with its golden feathers
And consoles you with the steady beat of his heart.
All is not lost, fair maiden,
For one day your tears will dry
And the brilliant star above will shine a smile upon your
Radiant face.
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