Sangfroid and the Sun

Sangfroid savors the sun while strolling. The hills are steep and rolling. The wind is calmly blowing. Her skin is glowing. The spirit knowing, It sees the other side. Alternative life, Reality, and the knife. Sangfroid sings songs. She made them up along the way. Tonight is the night. Today is the day. Sangfroid savors the sun while strolling. The seeds of love she is sowing. What is strange is her roaming. The joy cannot be stolen. Her life golden. In her hand she is holding, Her offering. Consciousness of lightning, Thunder in her toes, Only the Lord knows. It is the only thing the world cannot see, The God in me. Sangfroid strolls to the stream. The birth of a grand dream. It is easy for her to see. It is the nectar, Truth then beauty.