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the unknown
it beckons.  

this cave;
this dark entrance;
an abyss.

You may be the light that
guides me into these depths;|

but I am the spark, the song     
that will
show you where to take me.

I am not afraid
of the dark,
of these infinite depths within.

No.

(Then what is causing this trembling, 
this infinite reluctance to let go,
this approach and retreat?) -

this Tower 
has already crumbled;
this Phoenix
has already been turned to ash.

So.

The fear is of
re-birth;
this re-claiming 
of Desire and
strength.

To own the ability to create, and to destroy.

I am ready
to be un-done.

Unravel me 
and maybe
I will let you witness
how I weave myself together.