From precious seed
bearing weave of flame
worlds unto worlds becoming
returning to origins unnamed.Laboured long of life unfolding
time and striving again
upon silent tides ebb and slow
lands where clouds descend.Fire of breath and flower
cut when close to bloom
enduring this circle of seasons
blood another birth resumed.Ways of wing beyond slumber
rising to wondrous seas
where hearts so near to harvest
flames from precious seed.
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