The 1st House

May 6, 2016

Erupting forwards like a
New-born flame is the next
Traveller, gliding effortlessly
Across the shimmering sky.

The oracles could not see
How its true form appeared:
Like fire, it dances and leaps
Too quickly to make out.

Compass in hand, it gazes on,
Looking for the next road to
Be the first to travel down…
Its journey will never truly end.

With blazing light it leads,
Both too new and yet too old.

MSBQ

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