From turquoise skies,
Oceans that mirror times forgotten…
Worlds rising, shifting sands towards other shores,
Closer, yet distant as further horizons subside…
Where sentient beings calling and hearts descend,
Awakening now in the night of days end.All realms dissolving, reformed or assimilated…
Aeon's unfolding, the force of rectification,
From strident march to unimaginable calm,
Terrifying and magnificent both…
When such worlds calling and hearts ascend,
Awakening now in the light of days end.
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