It speaks through this vessel
Clear and concise
Hands steady
Lips taut
The final seal to be broken
The nervous ones
Hover in fear
I feel their contained excitement
On the back of my neck
As they watch
And wait
For the key to fall
Into their vision…
History
Hammering out the foundation
For which they have always bowed
In worship.
The mission is precise
Free will has been enslaved
One false move
And it all disintegrates
They become the keepers
Of the We~
They always were~
They were always aligned
With the placement of the clock
Regarding the tide upon the shore.
When the sands of time fall into zero gravity
We have no time to lose…
Every minute counts
Backwards unto its death.
This vessel will justly spill
Upon the violet horizon
And the new world
Will awaken
In a starless night of rebirth…
All will be perceived as one.
©Jen2010 7–13









Hmm… into Astro-physics tonight I see. Rebirth seems to be going around lately. Kudosius
yeah.. maybe. I think it might actually be debirth tho…
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