The Coils of Time

The Coils of Time

In the quiet 

Feel the seasons, the seconds 

Their arrow is pointed, their arrow seeks 

Absorb their motions of direction and movement 

In this moment 

Stop, Listen 


Hear the quiet, Hear your essence 

Feel your spirit 

Your story, your purpose 

And with the bow at your finger tips

 Move forward 


Move forward 


Move forward. 


Just move forward 

And fire into the night.

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