Pulse and rhythm,
Lights prancing in a row,
Creation ablaze.

Squirrel at heart,
Playing in chaos,
Giggles and wiggles,
In the field of words.

Black stallion forward,
The journey ahead,
A message to deliver.

The unsung voice is here,
To scream and shout,
Into the void,
And the everlasting sky.

Pen at the ready,
Divine warrior standing tall,
Roar of the heart,
Reclaiming our wild.

I awaken.

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