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Motive Fire
Behold,
the serpent has grown wings
and learned to fly
Who now will stand
against the stare of the lidless eye
of knowledge and wisdom.
Be aware of the claws of the dragon,
you may be wounded by your lack
of understanding.
Can you bear the fiery breath
which burns away the dross;
- the lead which holds your down.
Shape it, mould it,
with the heat within
Form it into a platform
from which you might fly,
rising on the wings of awareness
in your quest for the stars.
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