From the fortress to the river, arisen
Over plains and mountains
To the redwoods, the ocean, ENDURE.
Through turmoil and turbulence
Distance and time
For the wounded, recover, OVERCOME.
Still waters deceive
Enlisted, we dance
The fire burns, but hidden.
The promised land of prophecy was purgatory, too.
We convulsed and beat the earth
Now the work and the world become one.
Renewed over myth, we forget what we know
Reborn, and grateful for the scars of battle
Sound the alarm, this city of truth to discover.
All rise, let us tremble
For the day is nigh at hand
by Jonathan Wright
MINSK has been cultivating sonic exploration and alchemical outpourings since 2002.