Ethereal Waves from Ascended Sight by Misertus

let the father be the man
doors waking and unknown taking
if a mother let you in
to single searching of earth's touching

reach the fortune that is soul within
nest the fear - my servant "sincere"

[in a way, i was different from all that is hollow
but yet we remain the same
the solitude and communion that all pass
take from me - the desire i never ask]

and i know it's all in vain
to reach and hear the common day
how we let ourselves believe
in the force that forms our clay

did you lurk amongst the wrath?
or is it witness to our path
can you make it suddenly?
the distinction of what is "me"

[follower, can you sense what we call form?
or illusion, threat, divide, congregate and nevermore?]

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