Earth’s Surface
© Angela G. Clark
Everything is brought to life on the surface of earth's deep existence.
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Uncontrolled rhythms, Of mesmerizing sequence, Humming along, Deeply shallow strands, That hollows their call, Like muffled agony,
To outer places, Of vague closeness. Depicting beginnings, The middle, endings – It's all a blur, Washed up along, Almost forgotten territory. Difference is, All the same, In what can't, Be determined – Out there – Everything of nothing, Is brought to life – Realizing the, Whispered matter. Serene colors, Blending with, All that's heard, On the surface, Of deep existence.
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