You have come this far…desire
keep moving… dont turn back.
No one holds the measure
of their own undoing… on one,
the meaning of their dying.
Hold what lives
behind the masks
of your own making…
the music of your wild name.
Know that every tumble,
every turn on your twisting path
is a dance within a living
church of elements…
a sanctuary of stars
wings, breath and bone
where the masks of your making
are undone.


—Ian McCallum


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