Back into Jerusalem
31 August 2015
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Criss-cross of chances
Black hole meets mass of matter
The less is the most
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Interwoven signs
I, Minerva of the past
Forgot my own tasks
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Jolted now awake
My saddle I will set right
As horses whinny
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Riding into dusk
To the outlines of mountains
As the sun sets low
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I drink your water
Essence of your earthly life
From new wells you birthed
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The stars will combine
Shimmering mass of light rays
That from you wrought strength
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Roots spread between us
Gathering the momentum
That in the heart pulls
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Glory of simple
Walking upon the waters
Which in the soul flow
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Ebb and flow of waves
Back into Jerusalem
I will walk head high
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Twenty three paces
More than mythical nine yards
Upheaval measure
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