Veins of the Earth

Veins of the Earth

Lay your coin upon the stone,
The wind remembers what you've known.
Beneath your voice, the silence speaks,
The answers hide where shadow leaks.

I do not beckon, I do not chase—
I simply watch from time’s still place.

I see the cracks in future’s glass,
I hear the footsteps you’ll soon pass.
The stars are blind, the bones are wise—
The Diviner reads what fate denies.
So ask your question, shed your worth—
Truth runs deep in the veins of the earth.

A candle dims, a mirror cries,
You’ll find the truth in what denies.
Not all that’s broken turns to dust,
Not every path was shaped by trust.

The signs are written in the wind—
But only those who lose can win.

I see the threads you tried to burn,
The lessons you refused to learn.
The storm is loud, the ground is still—
The Diviner speaks, but bends no will.
So take your breath, unlearn your worth—
And listen close to the veins of the earth.

Three are the doors: the lost, the true,
One for me… and two for you.
Open wrong and time may stall,
But open right—and lose it all.

I see the scar you do not show,
The seed of change you will not grow.
The stars don’t choose, the bones don’t lie—
The Diviner watches… as dreams go by.
So ask your question, feel your birth—
Then vanish down through the veins of the earth.