The ancient ones

A thunder of drumming
that no one seems to hear
beats an ancient song
of struggle and release.

There are no answers
when questions are derived
from quantum storytelling
and divining cloud shapes.

Today finds new threads
following old patterns
and the love that blooms
is bright and evergreen.

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