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Arising Spirits

Maddened by curiosity,

Fuelled by assiduous fear.

An imagination rapaciously eager to flourish,

Against the unquestionable odds.

Spirits deceived,

Locked in conquest.

Awaiting autonomy,

To appreciate the very earth from which they came, to the stars their futures descend.

A touch, a moment, simply a glance.

Treasure what is left,

All of what you have,

Without hastening the precious hour.

Find the connection that brings life to its completion.

© 2021 Alana Bembridge