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There's no parallel, nor expression That could convey the absolute barrage of raw emotion Surging into my very core as I stand on the precipice Of minor worlds entrenched within The sprawling dark expanse of the unnamed And the transfiguration In which even quotidia achieve apotheosis Disintegrates, then reignites, blooming in pleasing intervals An elegy to all within its flame A spark in the aether lit up without warning Shifting every outcome, completely unnoticed It shattered the stagnating silence of epochs Breaking the vows of the slumbering celestiarchy For it dared ask the question Which would set ablaze with perpetual motion This cosmic machine, calculating and cold Its cogwheels forever enslaved Doomed to ponder frozen skies Without ever knowing why Am I but an echo of origination? A speck on a ripple of water, once cast Letras de cancionesBy uncaring wind from an unknown horizon Forever anathematized Such monstrous betrayal to compel into form The endless potential fixed in this concord If it was meant to be that each branch turned to three Why remain confluent to the one? The pawn has been moved, so a skirmish ensued What once was serene has been split and diluted And limbs of the formless and vast multitude Now convulse and connipt into infinite rain – and squalls Blown through the fractions of lives Then from the ground, with rain replete Titanic clouds draw out the heat Observe, how tiny springs now form Like ovules on a long-dead god Providence or supervenient fate? Lorn, broken - tenor wrenched away Fear, anguish, memory - it all fades to grey Dark brine, envelop me Let all that I've seen be erased And may the surf take my name Towards here every river bends Converging where it all began A circle forms upon my chest as every doubt is laid to rest The secret of the ocean calls my way From Letras Mania