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A Dream of Stars
In dream of sun and star, like a Caliban unleashed, that is where the soul resides in highest stature, born to where we always were, a residence of light which emanates all we are. Whether to shine in midnight, or in broad day's light, to fight back the tryanny of night or embrace it, or to shine on a mysterious etheric planet, far flung in a forgotten corner of space. We sing to to that ether with the music of the spheres, as arrays of purest light shine forth, springing forth to life the light of magic, as we proclaim the birthright in our light, the power to drive back forever the stygian night. We are the spheres of power that sing with heavenly voice, we stride upon the vastness of the night in might treads of foot and galloping of light playing across the edges of time, we pay for the tolls of time with our own unique currency, shining forth with an endurance that makes mortal endurance pale. We worship at no one's temple, for our light and life is our own, the very universe is our arrayed and light filled throne, filled with darkness but with infinite light, and we give the light of life itself, when our mighty cores finally burn to ash, and the stuff of us is what brings life forth, from the furnaces of our mighty expirations, our finally light filled exhalations... Copyright © 2017 Robert Matejko
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