Beings:
Brief sparks of light flickering in and out between eternal riversOf winding thought
Whirling in place set numbers of days,
Wearing marks placed in sequences of word
Hidden by masks inside the masks blindly invisible
In the blink of an eye
Cosmic waves of good-bye
Wash over the shores of astral stone and leaf
Friction sparks across still jewels of soul
Shining always Now,
Go forth and live
In the moment
Being:
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2022-05-17 at 00:25
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