THE WEAVE:

Destiny sends Fate

a note, in a bucket,

down a Well.

It reads…

My darling, what treasures
do you have for me?
Cooked in the compression

of your Heartmost caverns?
Send up a Symbol,
so we may speak

a Story of release
between us.  You are
a trove of endless

wonder.  I am bound
to you, by choice,
because I know, without you

the Call would not be
full enough for me to hear.
I am never coming back

to you, but I
am alWays
near.