Delivering our steller selves
birthing as RA rise
Pure, with slate wiped clean to pristine satisfaction
we venture out
no rope
but hope prevails still
Still lingering on throughout the daybreak
wake
Finally we set
set down like the sun
Casting shadows as pyramids
seeding our spirit to reap rise
Breaking spells and curses
Chanting good omens
Foreshadowing what will be as we claim fortitude
To withstand everything funneling around us
Singing loud
Our daily offering
Our souls transcendence hymn
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