Storms On Fire
A new beginning
begins the end
A different octave
whose voice portends
The circle squares
as angles form
escape your memory
salvation born
A new beginning
first and last
Once you enter
the past is past
All colors exit
as black meets white
gray indifference
to lace the night
A new beginning
storms on fire
ice is raging
polar spires
Eight directions
up is down
Buried mantra
—transcendence found
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)
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