Sunday, September 28, 1997

Sasson

a little bit
of no thing and something somehow
ever foams formlessly up from the abyss
where utter silence reverberates with the sound of brilliance
flowing abundantly
through creatures of the night eternal
into peaceful words of beauty
percolating with the taste of endless light
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