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A musing on the complex dappled valence of life.Light and shadow folding into one another. |
In shade is sheathed- The power of dilation In light-- expansion Trance-like, the many Merging flows, of their Molten avalanches Into the expansive Swath of sky- the Moon has cut its high Scythe-like archon And matched it to The tumult of, The momentous Dawn. There is traffic between Our lakes and the fire of The sun-- it has begun To ford all loneliness From us; every match Must fold the tinder Of an acorn Which may hold the Spark of unburnt Forests, What is lost as all these Images efface? A perfect Synchrony, a teeming eon The perfect synchrony of Things is drawn into Place, that synchronicity Which vanishes into Distances without A trace-- all world The unity, which from Its own will falters And dissipates Only to fall into embrace Of the unknown-- the Darkness with a heart Of its own-- which Blazes for a second In constellations the Secrets of its brilliant Jewel-- a facet for the Mystery to surface Through Universe: whoever it is Who has met you knows Your history-- the truce of Peace and misery, Interweaving, interweaving A moments pause dawn And sunset; interlocked The darkness leaving And new light entering _ If you similar poetry make sure to get in touch! I post on this place to meet and make friendships with other writers. So of you like the poem shoot me message and get to know me! READING HERE https://youtu.be/eJXR8TMmvY8?si=9cIIAYcagO93Zwe7 |