24 September 2007


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The smallest world
Is a circle too
Encircled too with stars
And rounded too with time,
Distance availing inversed.
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Photons as selves is a weary
Conceit on your north skin,
Ensconced in 3-mirrored sin in grace emerging.
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Being there,
Termed in emergence,
And infinity twist, to oh.

3 comments:

zhoen said...

The dark with such a bright sky is a bit like some of the Magritte's.

backpakker said...

A piece of blue sky fallen on earth - what a perspective-awesome !

mark said...

yah, the canyons