William Barnhill

Strong heart that pounds within;
Measure your feelings tall;
Be it such that pain may never course its twisted way.
True heart that counts the passing time;
Rejoice in knowing that freedom was always yours;
Rejoice in seeing all the weight gathered;
During troubled time, fade like mist;
Before the strength and sweetness of the morning breeze.
Strong heart that beats within;
Know that all is well.
That the springs are full of heaven's gift;
And the valley runs a new with nature bounty.
Finish your course true heart;
Heart of a Jackal;
Your conning;
Your lasting;
Your thirst for the chase must never end;
This side of the great gate;
Separating all creatures that have been before you.
Purest heart run before the wind;
For you Know tomorrow has no conclusion;
Only another tomorrow;
Heart so Strong, heart of a Jackal.