Medusa Rising Again

Planetary Solace: Act 1

Before  I became,

Long before the became ones

There, a tunnel

Here, a song.

A waft of music thrilling

Ran down the river spine

Heard today, full moon

Tiny girl songs

No time to find the river

How will we walk on

No I am now many

We are a murder

Of Crows

Of Tyme

Of Nature

We could kill Gravity

We three are now four.

Numerical soul 

Phylogenetic phonetic

Airplane Mode.