Dawn. You handed me pen and book,
told me to get it down. This, sometimes,
is the main work of the ally.
Spirits speak in unison, through myriad.
Wild rapids. Fountain. Movement.
The work of the ally is
MOVEMENT and the prism
is all of the nature of crystal
and mist and air and fire.
The sorting of stories is happening,
this work has been long in gestation.
The sorting of stories that have
a possibility of ascent. I have
tri-partate web tale-tell in
multi-facet to scribe, describe,
a plan for becoming people of the
stars, broadening our gaze to night
horizons.
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