Lyrics
Air
Enters
The curve
Buff body
White slip skin
Layer applied
Color within
Underglaze memory
Transparent fire
Surface tension
Hidden choir
Pressure shifts inside the wall
Air accelerates through the hollow
Geometry does not sleep
It listens
I am not stone
I am breath contained
Through every channel
Wind is trained
Venturi pulse
Through sculpted vein
The wall is still
But I remain
Blue fracture
Gold ignition
Iron shadow
Precision
Slip and clay
Fuse and bind
Form obeys
A deeper design
In the silence of structure
A current begins
The air becomes visible
Under the skin
Forma
Luce
Materia
Wind enters narrow throat
Velocity increases
Pressure decreases
Surface awakens
I am carved to conduct the air
The wall is open unaware
Every curve a calculated flame
Every hollow speaks my name
Venturi breathing through the night
Glass remembers how to ignite
The fire still lives in layered bone
I am never alone
Through wind I rise
Through fire I stay
In clay in light
I shape the air’s way
The wall is silent
The wind is not
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