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Buried in the snow Watching the universe spin overhead Smiling at the accelerating stars Gripping my veins at their edges Whispering oddities to me Hammering the twilight of the ages Into the cores of my soul And tinkering with it Gently Like the master does with craft Humming softly while they work Hidden in the folds of time And wondering nothing of the other world Where we all sink in ecstatic bliss Pure like skin of silken whistles Guiding all the lights of the earth Heaven and nirvana in their absolute essence Firing all the shots of life Bursting into their beings Colours and waters and wiles Wandering in step Grasping all the solitary chimes Aching in their silhouettes Earnestly questioning But accepting without delay Heightened senses Like watchmen towers Fluttering in the ocean Distancing nothing Illuminating nothing and phantasmagoric so––
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Nov 24, 2011
Nov 24, 2011 at 9:24 AM UTC
Swirls of the soul––
Buried in the snow Watching the universe spin overhead Smiling at the accelerating stars Gripping my veins at their edges Whispering oddities to me Hammering the twilight of the ages Into the cores of my soul And tinkering with it Gently Like the master does with craft Humming softly while they work Hidden in the folds of time And wondering nothing of the other world Where we all sink in ecstatic bliss Pure like skin of silken whistles Guiding all the lights of the earth Heaven and nirvana in their absolute essence Firing all the shots of life Bursting into their beings Colours and waters and wiles Wandering in step Grasping all the solitary chimes Aching in their silhouettes Earnestly questioning But accepting without delay Heightened senses Like watchmen towers Fluttering in the ocean Distancing nothing Illuminating nothing and phantasmagoric so––
© Helios Rietberg, November 2011
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Nov 24, 2011
Nov 24, 2011 at 9:24 AM UTC
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