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CylixSilvic — Journey of the Empty Shape
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Published: 2020-12-22 10:14:54 +0000 UTC; Views: 186; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 0
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Oh empty shape in the minds of MenHere does it start, there does it end
From naught thou come, then travel by
To naught again I pray we lie
Where colour builds all brighter things
Where earth is old and real and dark
Where simple gone is gone again
Where silence makes its mark
It strikes me thus it beats, my heart
It strikes me thus it beats.
No profits in me of my holding
Twice brings its mercy unfolding
Three is that wisher, third is her place
Twelve be her quarter in that darkened space
Where distance stops and time lies flat
Where flowers sing their colour-song
Where knowing kings and queens had sat
Where there my soul does now belong
It strikes me thus it speaks, my heart.
It strikes me thus it speaks.
