“Atop the snowy mountain peaks, The chilly wind rustles through my coat, As I embrace myself to keep warm; There lay a white world in front of me, Snowy peaks and fluffy clouds. The setting sun blinds my vision, As I look through the intense…

VALLEY OF BONES I have stood upon the mountain tops. I have rested upon the wings of soaring eagles, their feathers of silver and gold a celestial pillow. I have lain slain in the valley of bones, death more than a shadow – holding my…