Remember their poems.
Arrows break, swords rebel!
May nothing pierce this mortal shell!
A whim, a thought
And more is sought!
Awake my mind, thy will be wrought!
Sheathe these feet with the driving gale,
Make swift these legs, o'er land I sail!
Whispered secrets of a shattered age, I summon you - renew this sage!
By nature's hand, by craft, by art.
What once was one, now fly apart!
