Solar: Ephemeral Induction Technique (Irma)

(Verse 1) From threads unseen, I pull and weave, Essence bound with breath I cleave. Through whispered rites, in shadows deep, I call forth life from Creation’s sleep. A spark ignites in woven strands, Shaped by will, through careful hands. A spirit born from moment’s flame, Ephemeral life, without a name. (Chorus) I call forth life to walk with me, Not bound by chains, but tied by plea. Through seasons’ turns, they stand or stray, A fragile thread, to keep or fray. (Verse 2) I summon winds, the earth, the stars, Draw from realms both near and far. Captured echoes, whispers caught, In stillborn silence, essence wrought. Gloaming eyes and binding spell, Carve the form in which they dwell. Each pulse a tether, each breath a mark, I light their path within the dark. (Chorus) I call forth life to walk with me, Not bound by chains, but tied by plea. Through seasons’ turns, they stand or stray, A fragile thread, to keep or fray. (Bridge) Will they linger, or break away? Stay by choice, or fade to gray? In the pulse of stars, the crack of dawn, The fleeting spark, the transient bond. (Verse 3) In Wyld’s touch or Creation’s soil, Life from dream, through careful toil. A fey born bright in chaos wild, Or spirits shaped from forces mild. Each season spins, their fate unknown, To stand beside or walk alone. Bound as kin or set to roam, Ephemeral heart, without a home. (Chorus) I call forth life to walk with me, Not bound by chains, but tied by plea. Through seasons’ turns, they stand or stray, A fragile thread, to keep or fray. (Outro) I am the hand that shapes, unbound, Through essence, earth, and mystic sound. A breath that fades, a life I’ve sown, Ephemeral bonds, yet not my own.