Enticed by great distances
and future myths memorized
alongside the beats of drum
Hearts beat
We were all once pilgrims
Violent migrants learning the world
Before color and time and sound
had to be accounted for
We set off, violating an abyss
Wood and stone set us across seas
Stars tied onto strings could tangle
We have always moved
We were once all stars
tied onto strings inside boats
sweating together at sea
Searching for unknown corners
that could rest weary beating hearts
Abyss demolished by discovery
Above the sea and under
we move to find our source
Learning the world as its stepped onto
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