Afterthought 1444—A Crossing, A Casting, A Calling

We three will come as were sent to bring out through our seeing word inspired in visions meant for our own each one's freeing. We three brought along our dark ghosts and demons tossing, our magic here to make its mark to break light on our crossing. We three share a common breath our life our love rewinding, none harming past all death, irrevocably binding. We three join to voice moon's rise for dancing sunlight's falling, bardoi to holy exercise in one the others' calling. We three recreate the myth, true poetry reciting — Birth and Death and Beauty with our song new legend writing. We three times three serve its same our blessed covenant lasting, in our Muse's sacred name according to our casting.

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