Into Glorious, Golden Light—
And as it Sinks, Out of the Darkness
The Maiden Rises into Lethal Sight.
Circumference is Seen while Deep in Sleep
As Memories, Yield to Future—
And as Gravity Pulls, us gently Awake
The Moment, will slowly Surrender—
Giving itself the Size of the Sun,
And the Depth of the Deepest Sea—
As the Weight of the World is Finally Lifted
Allowing—the Now, to Be—
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