Ever Enchanting

You whisper it in the pouring rain, 
one long smooth chant. 
With a circle in space you speak in true unity. 
Together as time slows 
the beauty above is framed in fire and ice. 
The mists bring vital peace to those 
who seek refuge from their eternal loneliness.

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