I am the dynasty that rules ominously over the land the whisper of the solemn wind powerful, strong, and mighty yet delicate beyond reproach the majestic dancing dew who gives life to the morning I am the serene glow of the moon. The sombre song of the soul is created just by me parting my lips. I am the sun for I give life to the dark. Never forget I am the steady rock, not easily waivered
