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    Being

    A thousand golden arrows pour from the sun,
    Beautiful in their effortless flight from light.
    Twisting in the sky like graceful angels,
    Heralding a splendour of unmatched quality.
    The sound of unheard rapture echoes through the sky
    As the molten gold drifts into a new form.
    It manifests into life, into a human, blood warm.
    It becomes something lovely, a thing delightful
    In being.

    ©finnisam