Holy Dust - Wildlight, The Polish Ambassador, Ayla Nereo

Open lips and loosened fist

you come before me

come before me

powdered nose and soon you

go to please the pullings

pulling swiftly

tired limbs and softened wings

you’ve tied too tightly

come beside me

ribbons fall and feathers breathe

and learn to widen

do not fear them

I am stolen from whispered firelight

this I am, this I am

Holy dust from the breath before time

here I stand, here I stand

What will you do when your blinders fade

not a trace of what caught you

just the trail from what brought you

What will you see when you’re face to face

curving lines coming undone

that whole life leading up to this one