knitting fates of all that breathes
and more than you see.
Godly wheel held tight,
strings of destiny it leads,
no one’s will is free.
clouded in the distant past,
from race unknown in world vast,
a loner now, but prince before
the ancient will of nature wore.
Silent rain and breathing fire
fading leaves of blind desire
crumbling earth and flowing air
sinking colors of despair (more…)