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.
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