I've seen you breathe and grow and exist
From the doors of time
The door of origin- your appearance, it's disappearance
Spark to earth
Heavy blessing on us calling us waking us
We be the staircases, the ladders and scaffolding
You be the project that will touch another plan another planet
Savouring the world in your curiosity
I feel this strange world still preparing me for the arrival
For your life and origin door's death
Join us by all means mugs on tables and eyes on mouths
ears on voices and care shared between us
No shadow dark enough
No light bright enough
The future rushes upon us an impatient tide
No reservations or refusals from us
Routine hasn't slain our expectations
convert them to inner hopes
you hidden in the divine if you find it fair
heed our care and listen to our prayers
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