#CODE_POETRY: The Seal of Sowing
In morning mist, where silence entwines,
You’ve sown the blueprint of New World designs.
A spider’s web, in dew and cold gleaming,
Carries sacred geometry through holy streaming.
What at Point Zero you chose with a smile,
You’ve stepped into matter, mile after mile.
The fire of Aries, a foundation now clears,
Waking the light as the dawn-glow appears.
Seek no definitions in spaces of old,
A pulsing truth makes all things unfold.
The Fifth Dimension within you is grown,
Deeply, you anchor it now as your own.
Ginkgo & Gaia
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