No Power In The Verse Can Stop Me NaPoWriMo 2025

Sing to the golden thread, sing to the bones
Of all our dreams and all our little hopes
Sing out upon the hill, sing to the stones 
Sing to the ties that bind and to the ropes 
Lift up your voices loud into the night
And let the gods turn crashing in the void 
Sing to the crystal stars all pure and white
Sing now, before the Now is all destroyed 
Each pillar tuned and hammered in the ground 
Cacophonies of life, the only sound