Attention in mine, is yours.
From forces of movement that blaze, onto wildfire.
So stay, as I say, for your remark, a rune.
Though, blind in you, the cause is versed.
There, in awe of true voice, I arise, you turn aside,
I’m to remind, you to change, for our fires cross.
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 3:15 PM UTC
Attention in mine, is yours.
From forces of movement that blaze, onto wildfire.
So stay, as I say, for your remark, a rune.
Though, blind in you, the cause is versed.
There, in awe of true voice, I arise, you turn aside,
I’m to remind, you to change, for our fires cross.