Attentiveness, Spiritual Joy of Equilibrium.
The wicker bends, the fire licks, the cancer grows
so healing can be dealt.
Upon the wind thy wish may tread.
Pantomime plays a role but the film is dignified by the wrath of the lost sun.
And yet the Kingdom of Lions prevails as was foretold.
The legends are alive and the process galloping on the celestial wings.
Angelic prowess forshadowed by mechanical ingeniousness.
Backing up, for the froth shall be like spit.
Truth will shine out of the bowels of night.
Outbreaks of aggression.
Grey clouds will part.
Stride you shall upon your soul's path.
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