Primordial
the golden spiral
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One day I stood with my back to the wind
And the rain fell down
Raised my fist to the cobalt sky
And called to the gods, where are you?
I stood in the stream with cold clear water
Rushing around me
Cold stone underfoot
And called again to the gods, where are you?
I sat in the forest clearing
Surrounded by wood and leaf
A raven watched my every move
I could feel my heartbeat thundering
Deep within my veins
I set foot on foreign land
Held my brothers and sisters to me
And saw the same questions in them
Yet when I clasped their hands
I felt their blood beneath mine
I had found my answer
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