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Only the eyes of owls can be seen here;
they are the stars, they radiate.
and every constellation
is a fraction of God's DNA
that we were made to notice and navigate.
as the moon commands the tide
to balance the weight of change,
we must learn to follow all the same.
when the northern lights were born,
the color poured into our eyes,
like tipping a glass with the ocean inside.
into the darkness,
we will send our symphonies -
a shorthand of existence,
a slowly turning key,
the voyager will leave us
with this modest memory of home.
when the sunlight wakes the earth
from its deep sleep,
all creatures bloom.
and through lifted lashes, all is new.
as a newborn recognizes
its mother's voice from inside the womb,
may we remember the warmth of our youth.
the overture was written,
like the calm before a storm.
with hummingbird precision,
we must follow every chord...
time-lapse reveals a slight of hand,
it unties the rules of time and plan.
stillness is only a state of mind,
a blind spot that brightness has left behind.
wet paint is a privilege that we will find.
as the wrist of an artist
pulls the foreground into the frame,
we must learn to focus, all the same.
all these restless conversations
have tied a string to every living thing,
and our illustrations will draw them near
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and our illustrations will draw them near
have tied a string to every living thing,
all these restless conversations
we must learn to focus, all the same.
pulls the foreground into the frame,
as the wrist of an artist
wet paint is a privilege that we will find.
a blind spot that brightness has left behind.
stillness is only a state of mind,
it unties the rules of time and plan.
time-lapse reveals a slight of hand,
we must follow every chord...
with hummingbird precision,
like the calm before a storm.
the overture was written,
may we remember the warmth of our youth.
its mother's voice from inside the womb,
as a newborn recognizes
and through lifted lashes, all is new.
all creatures bloom.
from its deep sleep,
when the sunlight wakes the earth
with this modest memory of home.
the voyager will leave us
a slowly turning key,
a shorthand of existence,
we will send our symphonies -
into the darkness,
like tipping a glass with the ocean inside.
the color poured into our eyes,
when the northern lights were born,
we must learn to follow all the same.
to balance the weight of change,
as the moon commands the tide
that we were made to notice and navigate.
is a fraction of God's DNA
and every constellation
they are the stars, they radiate.
Only the eyes of owls can be seen here;
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