Silent on the surface, deep ocean currents
twist and travel without company.
Quiet sands wash baron dunes.
Pure white powder melts
without menace.
Empty canyons grow deeper with each
rain drop’s echo on the walls.
Continents drift together
without clocks.
Mountains clash and thunder
toward the starry sky.
Volcanoes burst.
Fossils decay, lost
in oblivion
whispering
Nov 11, 2010
Nov 11, 2010 at 5:23 PM UTC
Silent on the surface, deep ocean currents
twist and travel without company.
Quiet sands wash baron dunes.
Pure white powder melts
without menace.
Empty canyons grow deeper with each
rain drop’s echo on the walls.
Continents drift together
without clocks.
Mountains clash and thunder
toward the starry sky.
Volcanoes burst.
Fossils decay, lost
in oblivion
whispering
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