Dance of the Skies

Where the earth eats into the horizon, endlessly craving the skies
The initiation has begun, clad in whispers of distant legends,
each soul tethered to an unwritten map,
contiguous threads in the weft of twilight.
The fractal patterns grow like thoughts can,
spiraling just beyond comprehension,
as light dances upon freedom's veil...

Follow the footprints Rituals of Flight