heptad

 
Pick up the flow, no malice intent
Balance your point between the fret  
Photon stopped by outstretched hand  
Time relates to were you land...
  
A prism blends into the white  
Like flowers on a stem of light  
For music of the spine to win  
Must fix the beat on worlds within...
  
Don't lose the key to the door to take  
A hind sight lock your fears will make  
Tongues and scrolls, the lie intrusion  
Sever the cord of past delusion...
  
Sabbath circle around the land  
The archer's bow will rest in hand  
Vibrate the bridge across the band  
Show the song now to every man...