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Suffused
Light over the surface
Of the ice -
Roams
In monochrome,
Like
The poem -
In a sheen
Seen
As
A
Beam -
Beaming:
An angular spectrum
Of one,
Expansion
Into
A
Cosm in quantum,
Frozen
In
Perception – Perfused,
Incised
In
Eyes –
Suffused.
*. *. *
There is this loop that I like to walk.
It goes out into the badlands.
I followed the railroad tracks into a pit of night.
Twas so so beautiful, my friends.
Like the place of wizards, witches and dark magic man.
On one side you can see the car lights, across the marsh/bodies of water, blazing down the highway, along with billboards and a businesses.
On the other side, a retirement home, with many floors,
and lights on in the windows, with a bridge in the distance,
car lights flashing into the north side of town...
Water everywhere...
Darkness.
Solitude.
Beauty.
I wish you could have been there with me.
But then... You kind of were. Truly.
Man..
The light over the surface of the ice of this sort of cove of shadow...
Just imprinted instantaneous in my soul.
The lines hit me:
[Light over the surface of the ice in monochrome that roams.]
and I was like...
Fuck.
That is so beautiful.
wtf.
and I held this thought form in the forefront of a meditation,
as I completed the journey, clad in army jacket, shemagt,
steel toe boots, alpaca chulo, and back pack with MacBook.
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