The Cycle 6: Twins
Flourishing begins. In the balance
jewels sparkling green and blue.
Tentative fronds with daunting climb
from warming depths, ever upwards.
Scornful Giant rages above; life fuel.
Spiteful rising waters are smothering -
cooling; organic in purposeful desire.
Random chance repeats changes again;
ancient pathfinding revealing providence.
An algorithm in time. Ever learning.
Reaching failures educate young
unthinking minds, of the the Twins.
Twin jewels in promise and destiny,
wards kept close; safe from the abyss.
Lifting them up to mind’s canopy,
as roots raise trees to the sky.
Generations immeasurable past.
Vaunted consciousness long awaited.
Looked upon the sky and were.
Children of the Twins.
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