For I am the forgotten one
the lost one
the one that seeks you in the dust of eternity
In the cave of darkness and cold snow
shelter forms the raging wind
Deathless I am and told by the known
scrambling for the wick and flame and magical heat
Silent space in a mountain of stone
waterfall and white fire, burns without thought
unbound mind, unknowable and newly born
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