Today I chose to be a writer

Tomorrow I think I'll Be a Fisherman


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The Navigator

Rudderless they traveled

On mountaintops they gathered

Sought and swayed, along they swung

Unbeknownst, at her mercy they hung.

 

Serpentine shadows slither and wry

Seraphic spies sing of their light

Though Eris O discord you are the prettiest

Ti kallisi you called and tore asunder their plight

 

Upon this blunder, chaos unleashed

Alone you stood, your fury appeased

Before you, a spiraling mass of no-thing leered

among this maelstrom, naught was queen.

 

But fear you not for One has appeared

 

Inspired by genius the djinn has desired

To act as a vessel for being to thrive

A navigator has risen and taken up the fight

To push through your waters, a bright flame alights

 

Veritably chaotic your waters do flow

And through them to Will is the way

Inspired and lucid, a pinnacle aspires

A reflection of you, inverted but true.

 

Pine not O Eris, for One is ablaze
From naught came one, the Navigator inspires

A brilliance so astral, the spirit awakes

To learn your movements

step and sway

To spin and turn to your rhythm

ebb and flow

To lavish your beauty

Ecstasy!
Ataraxy.

 

In societies they gathered

While forward they plunged

to emulate their forefathers

her name they expunged

 

Spires so tall, rise fiery and bright

Tremendous endeavors of glory and might

Serpentine shadows slither and wry

Ti kallisi you call and render them slight

 

All falls and crumbles when she sings and humbles

inherent destruction is never a slight

when Discord O Eris is left to her sleight

Behold her elation; a glorious sight

A rebirth is neigh, the Navigator inspires.

 

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