The state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocksThe state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocks
Railings over the precipice with rocks in the cloudsRailings over the precipice with rocks in the clouds
The state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocksThe state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocks
Railings over the precipice with rocks in the cloudsRailings over the precipice with rocks in the clouds
