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A new dream:

falling heights

music dripping of its peak

Wind swimming through its hair

Honey whispering in its ears

A breath of freshness,

a raga

of uncut rocks and pearls

laved by waves and tides

blood and dew

wetting its mossy skin

A taste of longing

Lingering off its dry tongue

The worlds light in

a tear

shed of it’s wound

The sky’s blue,

it’s face lucent over heaven’s silver

Life, a canticle on it’s lips

Death, a Cimmerian tempest in it’s eye.

 

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