LumenThe Glass Orchard
  1. Seed
  2. Cleave
  3. Nave
  4. Holding

I — Seed

Before the orchard,
a single decision
to shine.

Four movements. One continuous light. Scroll to tend it.

II — Cleave

One frequency
learns the shape
of many.

Growth is a kind of remembering. Nothing here splits; it unfolds.

III — Nave

A cathedral
grown, not built.

Walk the aisle. Gravity was the only architect we trusted.

IV — Holding

What we keep
becomes the weather.

The sky is only a seed that learned to hold.

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