Enter the Day

There is no easy way to begin

Telling the story of the year

Of your drowning

With a swamp in your speech

A penalty of the peach

Here in the rage and the resign

Of what remains

Trembling at the helm

At standstill and overwhelm

Oh dear, nearly departed

Now life is a bridge

You cannot cross or burn

Don't go to ground like me

Healed too heavy

To be held or lifted

Enter the day

When out

Of the shadow of doubt

You land, land in the Golden mean

Enter the day

When the mouth

Of misfortune spits you out

To land, land where you ought to be

Old sky

Clearing out 'cross the bay

The abandoned hoverport

Re-wilding away

Where the loaming soils divorce

By the grieving cry of the sparrow hawk

Enter the day

When out

Of the shadow of doubt

You land, land in the Golden mean

Enter the day

When the mouth

Of misfortune spits you out

To land, land where you ought to be

And somewhere

Deep in your disorder

Is a sleeping

Symmetry

Zadkiel

(Land in the Golden mean)

Land

Land

Land

Enter the day

When out

Of the shadow of doubt