Of Waves and Ripples
The words are profoundly intense.
They glide along a thumping bass
Overlapping another window open,
Tapping at the gates of a temple.
Ominous and present,
Maddeningly pleasant,
It made it all so simple.
Awakened by a presence,
A nauseous feeling lingers.
Wind rippled throughout the trees
As I heard her waves pass by.
The storm approaches,
Sly and precocious.
She emptied out her sky.
Weighted by such density,
The pressure of her storm,
My head became a supernova.
A melding mind, will time unwind?
Take us to the beginning.
We are uncontrollably spinning,
Longing for what we left behind.
(2013)
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