constant is the voice
out in the dark
beckoning from the sky
across celestial seas
singing the hymns of the stars
descending and nestling
within the serpent of the spine
knocking deep within the chest
melodies that have led kings to ruin
that have led mothers away from children
and uprooted trees from forests
this voice that speaks
from the great mystery
an utter seduction of the soul
to shed existence
pull open the sheer veil that wanes
and pass through to eternity
no greater gravity is there
than what is between us and the unknown
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