Elyon is Tachton

James Long
Jul 22, 2022
1 min read

Da'as arrives like a wind

Shaking loose the dust of ancient tools

Touching every part of the city

"I know you"

And I am known.

Every river sings its joy and,

in releasing,

I am holy free.

My throne has been returned to me

unblemished

And the white tree blooms anew

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