Yig Deep Clouds

The Earth can rest within the Shrouds

When it becomes obscured by Clouds

Silence starts to Rule

The air itself becomes a Tool

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A time for movement and Mystery

How can one predict what he does not See

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The plants take a deeper breath and Sigh

For life is never a Lie

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As one, I travel to a new Ledge

And push my life closer to the Edge

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Looking beyond I see a new Expanse

Traveling forward breaking free of the Trace

Soon like the Serpent I am buried within the Trees

No longer living on my Knees

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Truth mixes with Perfection

As I plot my new Direction

Grab a little of my fiction here

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