Molded masterpiece full of mystery
Your breath is the existence of miracle
It may not be blinding avalanched or eyesore like the dust
Veins created a course inside you
The bones and joints became the cane
Stand still you will soon be as tall as the tower
You got the will that outpour the running river
You are invincible from countless and warmth stardust
Solely love even if the earth sundered the air between you.