a sigil written as a psalm
wanting
O shard of inward fire,
gather your quiet geometry here.
Let need stir beneath thought
rise as a single mark—
a turning glyph, bright hinge of intent.
Set in the inner chamber:
a curve for hunger,
a stroke for courage,
a sealed point for the not-yet spoken.
Let this sign stand—
neither plea,
nor bargain,
but desire’s clean shape
before the world touches it.
And may its pattern open
only in the hour it chooses,
where hand is steady
and the path is ready
to receive its light.
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Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2026-05-23 at 02:45
Tags Psalm  Sigil  Want 
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