Flooded with the upheaval of inadequacy
mired in opposition, potent consequences penetrate
through rites of passage.
The hunger ticks and drips and wants,
as aspects of upending has become the way
to achieve balance between fire and earth, land and honey.
The being is never in the way, only the thought is.
It does not want to hush the piercing noise, but honor it,
untangling itself of fear, wild eyes unafraid of the new
voice stirring, lying awake with breath that births the coming light.
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