Brindled

A heart endlessly elaborating
To hands,
Its voice murmuring rhythms
For weaving into the world.

Dappled with redemption
A brindled song unspools,
Its hues tangled
Light and dark.

Winding away impurities,
Bending filth and ash
into clarity and light,
Lyrics knit from love.

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