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Feeling of Fate
she speaks in many ways:
my eyes drawn to a direction,
au soleil de l'est, Ray -
this soul's greatest temptation.
assurance through the cards,
an answer in the bones.
secrets nocturnes du barde,
trust in the wisdom of stones.
can you see them shimmer?
threads of tales and strings of fate
trop de liens pour être estimés
that a witch can weave and plait.
a word tugging on my sleeve,
peace in knowing nothing
mon esprit en qui vive
when I feel the calling ring.
my eyes drawn to a direction,
au soleil de l'est, Ray -
this soul's greatest temptation.
assurance through the cards,
an answer in the bones.
secrets nocturnes du barde,
trust in the wisdom of stones.
can you see them shimmer?
threads of tales and strings of fate
trop de liens pour être estimés
that a witch can weave and plait.
a word tugging on my sleeve,
peace in knowing nothing
mon esprit en qui vive
when I feel the calling ring.
Published 31st Aug 2022
| Edited 2nd Jan 2023
Author's Note
when fate calls, I don't always get a choice in answering
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18th Jan 2023 11:46am
you painted with water, so we could explode the universe in color. Comehome, so we can paint with water... together <3
