white Golden glow - Suns filtering a warmth of feeling -
Rays, Divine push my heart reeling
Into the realms of pure desire,
Within,remnants of Ice and Fire -
suns swallow up the rains of past.
The gentle/violent tomes that last
Like wounds upon our ruptured Heart,
Warmth needed for Gaea to part.
Bask within the warmth and heat,
Cold and surrender to defeat.
Place your foot upon the Sand,
And like a Warrior, demand
Your birthright and your distant Star -
So deep within, yet ever far -
Until with Suns, your Soul will dance,
And gently waken from its trance.
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