It's an easy quiet
Asking us to be as close as we can
To what's true
Come into the wild
A falling of the veils and be seen
In call we come to still
There's a place that needs a will
To walk slow and listen deep
Lend the raft of our hands to receding seeds
In the dark they will grow to form all we need
Radiant we come now with rage against the dying of light
In call we come to still as a place to be revealed
Tell me what it is you see
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