To walk with


Only think of how I could make you again

In roses’ roots and the last atoms’ rays

In salt, the colours un-fading

Back to what they were

In the wildest farthest of days

Step from your dead ivory seat

To the bedrock, wet and gleaming

And if you walk to me

By Arjuna’s arrow you’ll see

Our thousand worlds above the reef

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