Peach Flowermoon

Wind rustles through the howling pines A stag gazes towards the sun rise On narrow path tread anciently A hiker walking, aimlessly

Once beloved home - Just a pocketful of sand sprinkled through the void ~. ~. ~. ~. ~. Fragments of desert illuminate the darkness of this midnight soul ~. ~. ~. ~. ~. The stars are crying Joyful tears through empty space - Dew drop Oasis ~. ~. ~. ~. ~. Just some grains of sand blown about by cosmic wind - Dancing with the bees

White mist forms over the oasis, Star river flows into empty dark. Waking up all covered in my sweat, Dreaming of you again in Uldum.

Barrels and boxes after barrels and boxes - walking Stormwinds Canals

Buzzards descend on kodo graveyard, and herds wander into nameless grey. I ask myself riding through the mist, "Is this all lives thunder ever comes to?" But rays of An'she break through endless clouds and from out the rocks burst spots of green. As then I see the Earth Mother smile, The answer appears with no seeking.

This, our rune scarred flesh - The glacier of time marches across Quel'thalas

As it's mouth empties even the murloc huts rot - Elrendar river

Stars become crystal over Feathermoon, Water falls what seems like ten thousand feet. From this bridge gazing at the Forgotten Coast, My heart runs restless as it yearns for you.

The Priest of Cherries Commentary : Wipe your eyes sisters! Dragon bones are bleached by Light and turn to dust. In the end it is the Dragon who must succumb.

Snow drifts across the steps of Wyrmrest Temple. Ice forms on the broken Path of Titans. Looking into the eyes of a dragon, A priests heart is filled with only despair.

Elune shines her light over Stone Cairn Lake, While moss grows heavy on the ancient rocks. Seldom a passerby pays respects now: Nothing but an old knight, standing wine drunk.

Purple mist pervades the heavens, Winds gently whisper through the pines. As the tides roll between my toes, I think I hear the Naarus chimes.

The Priest of Cherries Commentary : "As the ship wrecked traveller finds sustenance in penetration of the coconut, so us lost and wandering souls take nourishment from our contemplations of the Holy Light."