's enormous spectrum. The alliance continues until he defeats the fossilized. History, sealed in a petrified museum. But, we can't transform our origin
Symbiosis is my guiding force Like the wind against the window I adapt my course One moment a firm wall of traditions The next an exploding substance
Stellar flames create formations, Lucent constellations and invitations to the expeditious mind Novas that see our destination From their hibernation
Amongst the elements, I surrender on eternity's behalf The soil on which I walk, the air in which I talk The drop I swallowed, the fire I followed -
The grains of my solid roots Go deep into the youth of existence They mirror the path of my forefathers Through the winter way alone To mount and rove
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ocean's enormous spectrum. The alliance continues until he defeats the fossilized. History, sealed in a petrified museum. But, we can't transform our origin
As a slave to differential rotation, you cannot escape before eons have passed As a servant to progression's motivation, you won't leave until the future
Again The empty room White and unmarked, though touched With a sensible structure Underneath the surface Hiding in the corner of the eye Or resting right
Deify the depths of intimate caprice The noble morsel of the grand eternity Face the furious and black domain From where all the wisdom once came As
