Cinnamon Asthenosphere 9
Blah blah blah, I like themes involving gods, in case this hasn't become at all clear yet in what I've posted (which means then clearly I haven't posted enough of my stuff, because I drag this theme up a lot)
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Who could call us archetypal beings down from the dizzying illusion
Fright and fancinary places we call home?
We who are power and passion and madness upon a mountain
Who could call us down, bind us to the earth
And break us into kindness and sanity, we who were alone;
Who could keep us here, draw us near
Pare us down to something vulnerable, real, and human?
Would they, could they any of them
Call us dear and keep us safe from that raw intoxication of
our own power?
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Who could call us archetypal beings down from the dizzying illusion
Fright and fancinary places we call home?
We who are power and passion and madness upon a mountain
Who could call us down, bind us to the earth
And break us into kindness and sanity, we who were alone;
Who could keep us here, draw us near
Pare us down to something vulnerable, real, and human?
Would they, could they any of them
Call us dear and keep us safe from that raw intoxication of
our own power?