Dip your own in the ink, let it slip
Do not blink
Blood and oil, skin and bones
Mix the essence of the unknown
Linger here in darker hours
To capture the night and all its powers
Safely tucked in shadowy corners
Watching intently
The knowledge of the former
Think on transformation
Intuitively find inhalation
Release the grasping of dictation
Spiritual lessons rise from receptive contemplation
Moving past the structured coils
Allowing the future to bring spiritual royals
What is visual by night transforms by day
Nurtured in silence is the greatest display
Illumination finds truth from the depths
In the absence of the light we are left with only our breath
It is naturally content
They walk in tandem
There is no ransom
Grand plans take formation
And at last unification
Healing comes from exhalation

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