Count...
First there was One... it wasn't enough.
Then Two came along, they show us more.Love.
Now I see Three near a willow tree.
Four, even more and points to a door.
Five is there like a guiding light.
We mistaken Six,
and learned a false fright.
But know, said the Seven...
“There are Eight gates to heaven.
Nine is divine and a mirror of Six.
Ten at the 'end' is the real trick.
Eleven sings the song of Sparrow...
Twelve keeps our Time and shows us Tomorrow.”
Then Thirteen. And more to come.
All combined to show us the Sun.
All combined on a path back to One.
1+2+3+4... do you see it now? This opens a door...
+5+6+7 and 8.... here we stand just shy of the gate....
+9+10+11 and then
+12+13 and this is the end.
A Quarter away from One again.
And more to come...
as we dance to the Sun...
1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13 = 91 x 4 = 364 and
3 + 6 + 4 = 13 x 4 = 52 and 52 weeks = One Year.
~ Poetry by 1Storm ~
aka me.
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