NOTHING TO PROTECT

A crawling mass encases
the most primordial treasure.

The gauzy line
dividing enthusiasm from violence
is the difference between protecting and cannibalizing.

We have
nothing to protect,
and it is so worthy of our service.

Take the dark road
under
the black and brilliant
expanse.

Keep an eye
on the bright and burning jewels embedded
in the blackness above.

As you travel this road
you will have to
loose mass.

Shed your skin.
Seek the water of life
and bathe in it.

Let the waters flow
into your heart

to sprout the wings
which combine
with your reptilian nature

to give birth
to a dragon.

The way back
into the world
is down the same
dark road.

As you travel it,
take the expanse in
with dragon eyes.

Hold it loosely.

In the world,
guard the treasure,
but do not cling to it.

You are only holding it until death claims it again.

If you were a servant
of bad faith
and devoured your keep,
death will visit
as devourer.

If you were
pure of heart,
the willing servant, death will be
a restorer.

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