your fortress dances around time’s fortress in circles smaller and smaller
weakening the bond of distance into uncharted lands, the unexplainable now
what you expect from reality will be your biggest disappointment
she is a fair mistress, only giving after your heart’s true desire
so you ask-what will it be?
so she asks- what will it be?
and the circle is never broken
take your lands, your dreams and launch them
from the vast starry space between your temples
into the descent to another door, mindpulse to heartbeat
unlearn your language, a canvas too simple for the full spectrum of your soul
and these words will fuse into galaxies on the tip of your tongue,
rich with surrender, silent and in awe
I’ll meet you there, where future and past melt in amber under the tree of life
at dusk, when the wheel has turned once again
sunshine, you wouldn’t dare to let me down
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