Built by fire
Inhabiting the winds
Unleashed from the earth
to quench the thirst of the ages.
We weave.
Bound to nothing but
the breath of life,
Extending silken bysuss
through the waves of time.
We weave.
Ripping choked seams
and purling scattered threads
into a phosphorescent fabric
of the heart,
We weave.
We weave one mere god at a time,
One being connected to another,
Ever. Present. Ever. Always.
Ever.
Now.
Tracing us back through
a mosaic of past lines
brings us here
dipping into the sound of silence
to resound with life born anew.
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