voices
windows speak... silence
as if glass
of a transparent rain
breathing, the breath of creation
before fire, heat
through the shattering vastness of the air... dance
the tiny dragonflies of sounds
sparks
in heat of endlessness
unformed
undone, a chalice
of voice
of sleep
dissolved into rocks of the shadow being
a fathomless canyon
towers of shimmering
shadows
flames
before time
made...
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