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Regolith
05:19
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Resolute Neighbor, covered in weeds,
Thirty years of growth with crumbling leaves,
Are you impeded needlessly?
Have you hit bedrock or thick debris?
Are you dying?
A fruitless tree is worthless,
But can it bear after rest?
Will it die in the soil,
Or will it cling to the depths?
Will it cling to the depths?
(If you fall down, we all will hear.
If you fall down, we all will hear.)
Do they deny you nourishment;
The jagged stones that scrape your limbs?
Can our root systems lock you in?
Can you be kept from falling?
A fruitless tree is worthless,
But can it bear after rest?
Will it die in the soil,
Or will it cling to the depths?
Dear God! Open the depths!
Dig deep. Dig deep.
Please dig deep. Please dig deep.
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Silt Gargoyle
04:06
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Perched on the steeple,
Talons dig in stone
A guardian of hope
A watchman of words
A soldier of faith
It would seem the earthen warrior
Is cast in iron
The rains were no surprise
Inevitable waters
You’re braced against the wind
Your skin begins to soften
It seeps into the cracks
Bringing moisture to your veins
More than erosion,
You’re reverting into clay.
Untransforming
Was this mound of dirt ever strong?
Were you predestined to fall,
Or was it self-elected?
You have the right essence,
but it’s been diluted.
Will you be remade?
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Shrouded Precedent
05:38
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I’ve heard of bodies of heat and of light,
Glorious beacons that taunt the blind.
I’ve heard the call of celestial minds,
The cruel bells that leave me thirsty.
I’ve heard the energy gives the earth life,
Pulling trees from the ground up into the sky.
I’ve heard of miracles hiding,
At the edge of my perception.
Despite the evidence,
I can’t see the stars, I can’t see the stars.
The constellations speak, but
I can’t see the stars, I can’t see the stars.
Opaque scales cloud my eyes,
I can’t see the stars, I can’t see the stars.
My heart aches to entrust, but
I can’t see the stars, I can’t see the stars.
I’ve felt the warmth of a star in the sky,
The push of the air as a sparrow takes flight.
I’ve felt the grass beneath my feet,
Robust and strong as the greatest of trees.
I’ve felt the chill of a cloudless night,
The constellations beyond my sight,
I’ve felt a fire that keeps me alive,
But the absence is causing my belly to writhe.
Despite the evidence,
I can’t see the stars, I can’t see the stars.
The constellations speak, but
I can’t see the stars, I can’t see the stars.
Opaque scales cloud my eyes,
I can’t see the stars, I can’t see the stars.
My heart aches to entrust, but
I can’t see the stars, I can’t see the stars.
Do not embarrass me,
Break down the last barrier.
I can’t be seen to fail,
I need proof of concept.
My patience wears thin,
Break down the last barrier.
Heed my last demand,
I need proof of concept.
Prove it to me.
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