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souladareatease

Darkness crept the length
And breadth, in limbs
Of spindly black †
  
Window lights bloom, blood †
Rises †
To the throat †
And supernovas †
Churn †
Into aether †
†  
Spirits rise †
In aches †
And glow baskets, †
Cast skyward †
†  
All brows fall †
Like †
Tumblers, heavy †
With ghosts, †
Lost, †  
Irretrievably, †
To the endless cycles †
Of consequential time †  
†  
Tides flow in fire †
And music, tranquility †
In the downing realm, †
Violence †
In the tumult †
Skins, †
Upon the scintillating †
Palm †
Of moonlight, †
Turned upward, †
Beckoning †
†  
Tides make us small †
Like little else, †
I dream, †
And a second moon †
Hovers †
Beside the first †
†  
Poems in the hollows †
Of his hands, †
A blue white †
Haze, †
Interspersed, †
Throughout the marbled †
Veins †
Of darkness †
†  
A blast puffs out †
The cherubimís cheeks, †
An aurora, crackling in †
Electric †
Polarities, †
Rises in the hallows of sound, †
And spectral symphonies †
Of colors, †
Here, †
Now, †
It halos the street lights †
Into amber spheres, †
Lends to the ambience of †
This †
Waking dream, †  
And the whole world †
Slowed †
Into some nascent torpor, †
Ancient bones †
Exposed †
Beneath a translucent breath †
†  
His words, †
Upon the face †
Of the waters †
†  
A chorus, †
Rising beneath his steps †
†  
Sunlight gathering, bundled †
With gardeners †
Care, ease of old †
Friends, gathered †
Gently liquid †
In our oscillating gravities †
†  
And †
There, †
In the corner of the room, †
Warmth pulsing †
In stellar radiation, †
Our talks, †
Texts, exchanged †
Smiles, hands †
To heart center, whisper †
Of our hushed †
Conversations †
†  
And, now †
Silence †
Ticks the ebbing pendulum, between †
Eddies †
Of slowly oscillating air, †
Sliding, †
Under a closed door †  
†  
Clouds drift in counterrevolutions, †
Casting †
Shadows †
From where your strides †
Are departing, †
In palpable echo †
†  
I feel your light. †
†  
Smiles on my face †
In the morning with †
Childís abandon, †
†  
Smiles on my neck †
In the afternoon, hands †
Cupped †
In the harsher wind, †
Forearm going before me †
†  
Death sits in lotus, †
Gently †
In grace swept, †
Upon the ocean floor, †
Within this most quiet valley †
†  
Dust motes milling about, †
Aimless †
And languid, †
Come to rest †  
Upon his still, white brow, †
Wisdom etched in smooth lines, †
At the corners of his mouth †  
†  
Faint, trace light, silvered †
By the moon, which descends †
To meet †
His hand, raised †
In fare thee wells †
†  
Miles press together, hours †
Squeeze †
Into moments, †
For the honor †
To carry him †
Hence †
†  
Flame shadows sway †
Drowsily, †
Limn the shores in †
Gold, †
Their thirst, †
Never slaked †
†  
Clouds hover like sea birds, †
Low enough to graze †
†  
Morning dew is fevered upon every †
Phalanx †
Blade †
Of grass, †
Bristling †
At attention, †
Gently †
Bent †
By the weight, †
Carrying unspoken promise, †
As if listening †
†  
Stones warm like sleeping housecats, †
Beneath the rising †
†  
A stone descends into all that †
Quiet, †
Passing, layer †
By layer, into the deep, †
Center †
Of gravity, †
Hard †
As volcanic glass, †
Where all points meet †
†  
The monolith gazes into the star ocean, †
Hurtling, †
Immovable †
†  
Autumnal moon at dusk, †
Lowers its glowing road †
To the gently sliding scales †
Of the musical waters
DanielChristensen
Written by DanielChristensen (The Fire Elemental)
Published
Author's Note
Dedicated to the memory of souladareatease, my friend Gabe. Our friend. A spirit of incomparable beauty. He walks with angels now.

"You are blessed Daniel 😊
Keep the light shining...
Dedicated to the memory of souladareatease, my friend Gabe. Our friend. A spirit of incomparable beauty. He walks with angels now.

"You are blessed Daniel 😊
Keep the light shining Brother!!!"
Last thing he said to me

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