As I pen these runes
In candle lit shadow dunes

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The rapture of my vision
Retold in precision

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To Thee
For the Dragon Speak

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‘Tis not easy
To interpret freely

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Part Two

 

As ancient
As ‘tis fresh
 

Absorbs all that it reflects
 

This house of many colors
Abundant in its wonders
 

Histories of Emotions
Elements of rare contents

Constantly in motion
Glimpses of golden moments
 

Cyclical to the naked eye
Prisms create rainbows

As ye sense the why
Smell the scents flow
 

Taste all the flavors
Bittersweet to those of pleasures
 

Unified in voice
Thy destiny of choice
 

Projecting
Protecting

Numerically
Mathematically
 

One

         Two

                    Three...
 

Then doubles

End Part Two