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Firth of Morning
POEM
Firth of Morning
There is debate on when best
to discover the beauty of
the firth.
When to enter
When to linger
When to escape
This is no debate
Here
For this very private
Firth of reveal
Firth of morning
The invitation is awake
Again
In harmony the water is calm
The blackness of sea
The sides of earth majestic and warm
The sky awaiting
Calling the cauldron of
the blackness of its waves
The gaze that is the signal
So stand quietly
Now
Flare your imagination
Open the red door to the secrets
Flicker your energy
Trust me