Eyes open on ero
Here I am—
Another soul spun from stardust.
Must we be?
Swirl free, with me—
Entangled trees,
Branching seas.
Reach, reach!
Teach ourselves to be.
We must be
free.

Eyes open on ero
Here I am—
Another soul spun from stardust.
Must we be?
Swirl free, with me—
Entangled trees,
Branching seas.
Reach, reach!
Teach ourselves to be.
We must be
free.