

FlightFlight Black purest ocean Watercolor feelings onto the land and heavens The spiral world coils into the one reflection A single note or color Yours / everythingFlight


organic dichotomyThe east wind freezes my bare eyes This first green is the last glimpse of harmony By the time it flowers there will be no peace (How hard the force if it is unified) A purple glimpse of death steals perfection One ungrenned leaf shudders my reality East wind blows again to cut A schism through my green snow.organic dichotomy


A Chord of SunA chord of sun spills, trickles Drink the sweet drops of harmony Run down, beam, melody Cascade about the leaves Flow up and down in equal measure, rhythm Fill the scene with your movementA Chord of Sun


Sylvan MantleCome, deep woods, my soul consume! Inter me within your heart Your very limbs I will assume Your aura, as the skies depart. Never reach out side the in: Steeped with knowledge, trunk of old. Shield of bloom to coat your skin Keep our forest from metal cold. Bending always, over, in, Strands of wooden crafted gold, Heart is where it's always been. Take me into your folds! My roots assume the ancient earth, Their paths set since its cakèd birth.Sylvan Mantle
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