Dec 5, 2022

on the comings and goings of the big and the small

life is a holy fire
that asks not
what cold feels like
because it knows

a collection of dead
languages, societies, ancestors
nestled as brown grass
in the forest’s cold floor
and dead
universes in queue beneath

yin can be green
yang can be brown
a new cycle beginning
a deafness on, coming

a collection of dead
galaxies in merging and dying
giving their silent energy
to those left behind
the ones coming forward

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Fascinated by the familiar yet strange of the everyday.