creeping, subtle darkness
wrapping itself around corners
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shadows ever dancing
in possibility’s periphery
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endless, waving waters
churning, foaming mysteries
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enveloping, consuming earth
gritty, uncontained and saturating
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she’ll take our light again
penetrating, but never scarring her
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collecting all our debris again
not drowning, but letting them float
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shapes shifting as they flow
movement’s unconstrained freedom
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accepting our crimes like our dead
digesting histories, creating futures
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wonder at her many marvels
fear her for her unlimited power
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those things we hate her for
inspire, intrigue and animate us
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forgetting our fragile dependence
while still suckling at her abundance
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lucky she is so much more than us
all our greed could never diminish her
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she gives for the being taken·
allowing our imaginations to refine
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she lives among the forsaken
comforting the hunted in her arms
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deeper still than the sky is wide
collapsing endlessly into fragments
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no matter how we try to avoid it
we all return to her when life leaves us
