Tephra Tempel
Of deepest density and weakness.
You find a way, perfection, enlightenment.
The brawling river in you.
The golden lake is oh so close, almost arrived and shadows resolve.
See the flames, they lead you.
Step over dashing stones through thorny underwood to the brawling river in you.
No more whispering that narrows.
...darkness that binds.
...blindness that hurts.
...weakness that bleeds.
