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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required O The Mothcode, Umm Yes The Dance of Light : In twilight’s silverly hush, where shadows blend, a moth takes prismatic flight, its journey bends. Drawn by the whispers of a distant flame, In its silken heart, a quest to tame. A quest for fire, fire-light -in God We Trust. The way, O little wanderer, contrite, and in flight in blush? Be the day or be it the night, be it as it may. You seek the warmth of the radiant light, you seek "the way". Each flutter a pulse, a silent plea, -for in your dance of the Valkyrii, Fury's,_,"truth",_, "you will see." Wings whisper secrets, in surreality shades unseen, but with "wessonality" colors of longing, in crash and burn oilslick- ultraviolet gleam. Through realms of aroma, sensations unfurl, a tapestry woven of a vibrant world. Your navigational stars, mere pearly dewed beads on a thread- pull you towards danger?, where shadows tread. But wisdom is birthed in the heat of the percipitant flame, as singed wings bear surge through distress, to the coursing witness, where there is no shaammme. A deed that of not yours to blame, but to bare as a mistress, where everyone knows your name- and a musing to umm try again. - And like a zeppelin of ballooning lead, steed 'stead, headdressed, staunch labelaced upon you,... says,... "five-by-five-feet-thick upon you, risen, levity, your daily bread, proofs inside you." Yet even in trials, you rise anew, a dance of resilience, a heartbeat so true. Truth for every misstep leads closer to grace, and discovery for, in truth- names sustenance for its natal moon, for resilience is beaming proudly, beaming your true colors hue. And not mere Hawaiian shirt loudly. No. In the ebb and the flow, find your sacred space and a sharer of this knowledge true. A butterfly dances, a bee hums of busy tune, all living things, enstaged, a part to play, marooned?, but not played- by the Great Benefactor, He is there, a lighthouse, buoy, a cool breeze at noon. We are a system ecotuned, within the "we" system, auto-assumed, the symphony of nature's boon. In a language spoken and unspoken, we twist in gales, heirs to the throne, as lungs fill as sails. Our cosmos cosmetology of connection, pure and rare, earth, water, fire, air, direction, savior fair. Do let us be moths in this wondrous journey of thoughtful nights, chasing the glimmers, the flickers of light. For in the flames of our own restless quest, we will find the vast knowledge that ignites forge and brand of luminous test. Seek not just with eyes, but with hearts wild, and free and and and as grand intricate tapestries in the weave, of existence lies in persistence, in time all we can be, in umm ~rhyme. In sharing our dances, we’ll navigate time, right on time, every-time. Together, Forever-our journey becomes Forever the destination, a beacon becknoning the divine's ascebsion levers, of mysterious tides, tithed, titled, tethered, live.
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