It's all about spreading Love like Rain in everything.

The wind, we breath is humming through the desert of mountains as the irressolution in the new.

The vain of Life is a river caused by the rain. A glacier stands in the shadows, it's mature, it's old. The Wind is singing through the shadows in the valley.

The lamb seeks resurrection, as it is tramping through the mountains. It finds drinking in the river, it finds shelter in the shadows, it is lead by the wind and it feels comfort in the soul.

Its mortal self is embraced by a drop and it falls asleep in the eye of the storm.