∴ feel the rhythm of our stars ∴
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postcard
∴ vintage postcards sent
from eras i cannot reach—
words alive in time ∴
risk
∴ risk leaps into darkness— wild ∴
travel
∴ beaver moon ascends—
lighting paths at winter’s gate
oak guides our travels ∴
raise
∴ ember remnants raise—
radiant chanting a pyre—
the fire holds her name ∴
quell
∴ quell the wylde storme’s cry—
in autumn’s charmed stillness
leaves doe homage paye ∴
light
∴ light wanders through soft spaces ∴