Sunday, September 28, 1997

From Nothing At All

dark and tiding
surging, pulling back to ponder
some faculty without description
some inmost desire riding shadows divine
eternal flames of destiny in one endless light
gathering some peaceful brilliance
some celestial magnificance
standing in the gap, as quantum time
spreads out, yet collapses into being
earthy, riveting, relentless, vital
the lingering taste reverberating in the wake
of the night wind watering my world
with love
made from nothing at all

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