The Prophets

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And so The Prophets rose

through the Mindlands

tunnel mouthed

                          Innocent

                          Reclined

                          Convected

                          In sweltering health




Tried by The Channelled

The Channelled tried by fear




And then The Prophets seeded

through the Southlands

broad mouthed

                          To foster diamond truth

                          To foster havens from shame

                          Fused with The Way




by the eternal lapping of shon symphony