Death Valley

the gardens of Heaven open unto the first fruits of men, the next opens again from the seeds within her, hidden under the firmament breaking forth the very least of us opening the gates. “who are thou that ye say heaven is one without.” for the lord receives grace and understanding the falls through thought but lifts in spirit for her time is within our knowing of the tree in the valley settled to the beasts of heaven and one time taken before trust opens the gate. these valleys enter the roads of hell and change everyday yearly about and forth until we were give one to her under the suns of Heaven. “one with horns and remembrance serving your heart my lady.”