All↑
of the dark magick
that oozes here
and there
And elevates the pulse of these lands.
And the land that dances
- here -
there and everywhere -
pulls some magnetic threadcraft
all along the ages.
Lest some slack register
come right along
And seek the balance we’ve so forsaken.
Balance is the plaything
- everywhere -
of stars and dragons and planets. Quiet
your muddy mind and go along.
