Eneryia
Eneryia
A gift of old
The pagan’s path
Plant the seed
Flow with haste
Gears turn to rust
Walls will fade
When dawn breaks
The wisps will play
To be born again
Anew.
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So this is the next poem in my book series... a free verse depicting the heart of all magic.
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