Fragments and Shards

Wonders of a lonely tale from the edges of existence.                       

Have you travelled that far?           

Seen the bazaar?                                

We all have a story of persistence.                          

Climbing limbs from the tree you must trim are now tapping at the window.    Let’s take a look down through the scarlets and browns, to the blackened of the matter.                      

It is here your energy scattered.  

We take a moment now in the power of sound as the #bits begin to gather… tbc.                

Part 2 

Here it’s formed in sparkling Orange 🍊 So as to reach all the branches. 

We mold it like a planet. 

The Ancestors rise to say their goodbyes as we radiate the call. 

The day is here to have no fear and to integrate you all.  

The process is here you will have to clear.:. And the friction is what will serve you. 

Yellow sparks darting in the night.  As the inferno is stirred and mixes with the light.  The cord of my being running through the core of this tree, my will, my desire, what pushes me. 

Where fire and water meet.  Steam will rise, to sprout those seeds of the finest vines.  

Pumping the heart, it’s here we will start the rapture of internal. 

Ripe green grapes start to take shape and the vines twirl in an eloquent swirl Fibinacci would approve of. 

.:. tbc .:.