Bless the west horizon, end of the light, quiet for rest and whispers of insight
Bless the east horizon, new of the day, clarity of life-shine and maker of rain
Bless the south horizon, convection and conduction, eager newness holds the door
for weary-eyed destruction
Bless the north horizon, conduction and convection, the forgetters have not yet
forgotten, as by the forgotten they are forgiven
Bless the unbroken maelstrom of edge-line surrounding, wheel of breath on floating
dark – an embrace with force astounding.
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