Remove the barrels from the forest clear the space of light for limit crossed leave the tree erase our memories. Advance at dusk close to a night of audacity accustomed grope for the nave of prayers rise in perfection. Loaded with memories on the sunbeam on a vibrant morning count the specks of dust twirling in the half-open shutters.
Gambade piano didgeridoo honey melody witch encounter dance of bygone times elves and trolls mingling with ocean scents spin the wind over the horizon the rain claps animal scrabble churns at night failed orders often the rebellion things so long contained creeping advance between gorse and broom the walls open spin the wind hollowing out space spin the wind chasing seeded bubbles spin the wind in its royal momentum spin the wind terminal rustle spin the wind before the great silence.
