pioneers of mountains strap their swaddled minds
into a spacious grainy stare
and move past the beasts of the air
in full swing
I'm adjusting to the light again
emerged from a dusty lair in those ugly chains
that protrude from the mouth of the pit
like some kind of grotesque offering
"speak forth unto the land"
They steadily declare, in sweet surrender
you will have strength to dare
in trust and tender,
you will be strong to dare
oh but how sweet is it, this song that they sing
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