The Lamb, kneeling before all

That which flows
from my pen,
sketches, frames
a crystallis.

Turned over card,
revealed lover,
in praise of all
that shows promise.

Butterflies flutter from
early morning candles,
a spread reaching
illuminatory wisdoms.

And a lamb is born,
kneeling, before all,
these significators
and more.

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