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Spirals

An impossible world

is a world that can be-

free of deadlines or limits

or lies mortals see.

 

A planet collides

with a dragonfly’s wings

while roses run laps,

and a daffodil sings.

 

To share a new language

one first ought to teach

the correct way to listen,

then, maybe, some speech.

 

Peel open an apple

to get to its core,

and reread the pages

you’ve not seen before.

 

From the depths of the mountains

and heights of the sea,

if it is written,

thus shall it be.

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Mar 9, 2010
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