Chain Link

Now ice cold iron,

frozen in molten glory.

Once a sleeping stone.

A stone held in place,

the Earth encompasses her.

Beloved by the soil.

Dreams of Creation,

soon a delightful voyage.

But for now relaxed.

Opportunity.    ​

Never hold back her desire.

Stone turns to armour.

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