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Silence Of Our Soul Forests In Beckon~ Blooms
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the longlastingly smitten
southern skies of tonight
...are lit steadfast as palish~ white canvas of the mind
from its still reminiscing jetstream stripes of skeletal skull
..of the shrilly hard metallic sun crop...in an undying holy
vermilion iridescence of its (un)settingness
an eventual eye-to-eye languaging eternity, a 'gandharva'
marrying spectacle of the juvenis skies... in a sun~laden
infusional cynosure
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and the stirring in simultaneity,
the pooling darkness tinges of
the opposing northern skies
deepens... pulls in a mysterious lusciousness of its winking
midnight bluey silken ribbons- that seamlessly ripple to a
bosom~ drumming, an unclassifiably high tribal crisis in such
skyrocketing echoey booms
the evenmore darker silhouetting pitch black mountains etch out
as peaking adamantine walls of shapely~ sharp marginations of
unimaginably heightening background opacities...
on which its mini~ lanterning glowwormy swarms... in flickery signals
of organic turmeric ambers of its towering minarets.. converse in
dashes of silence... a beckoning unto its
densifying intensities templed amidst forests, still a sprawly unreserving
raw roaring wild, an untouched free ininite enity...
their moistly inviting thickety tongues, embolden in the freeversing
truth
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s i l e n c e of lotus souls in the beckon~ blooms poetry
in~of~ for our Love
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