To cradle of light 27 November 2020

Mind’s tendrils nailing the target course reset no regret The hand on my heart measure of pulsing leisure Within eye the whispering trees build gardens of morrows bridges of new intentions my bosom crosses The journey a flight within reeds Ticking clock awaits none Elementary treasures growing from the shrubs Untangling sister’s weaving spun through the heat that melts all A riddle for mind to fall A tale to recall Adventure the soul has begun within joints it anoints hands drawing cardinal points spaces the eye seeks The light flows within my body It quivers in rivers messages it delivers to cradle of light Messiah Project - Region Of Darkness, Cradle Of Light
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