No light penetrates, waving goodbye at the entrance.
Like a monarch, it emerges at the other end.
In the flap of a wing, new possibilities unfurl.
Going back, the world is empty.
Explored to a husk.
No light penetrates, waving goodbye at the entrance.
Like a monarch, it emerges at the other end.
In the flap of a wing, new possibilities unfurl.
Going back, the world is empty.
Explored to a husk.
The silence that once spread
in the deepest of winter, is ever so often
broken.
Hear the robin's hope
now, unfurling faintly on a frozen breeze.
We were rising.
With every thread tied together, by those who wanted to catch hold —
Those with knotted breath and clasped hands
Weaving together a dream, cast out into a sea of stars —
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