Wings Of One

Taken on the wings of one, journey towards the blazing sun
Over the forest and rugged terrain, caught on the rush of the wind and the rain.
I am the moth drawn to the flame
Epicurean, called them by name
From transformation and welcomed change, speak not of evil or wild envy;
The horizon is hidden to those suffering
Beyond time, the pyramids waiting.
Aligned to the golden numbers of a spiral
Cydonia, Orion, cosmic design.
Alpha, Beta, Gamma
Ra, HU and Lemuria
Are all inertia.
On the wings of one, octaves spun, fly into the sun
Never look back


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