Rocking Chair, the Breeze of Divinity’s Air

I am the Wicker, kicked back with many charms. This sway is my heartbeat, do not be alarmed. A rock and a tilt is my gentle guide. Residing on the inside of those who rock my world.

Bridge of the Heart

Why do you act like I’m so far away when I am right in front of you? You must bridge this gap, there is no distance between you and I. Though My throne sets in the sky, My heart rests in your hand and in your eye.