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The Nature of Daylight
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[youtube] [ link to www.youtube.com] [ link to www.youtube.com] Wild free ribbons glitter, talc soft, spinning , twirling ,
enduring luminous scripts, patent streaks of lightning,
shunting luminous nerves in awe toward morning dew.
Diamond waters laying clear til they fill with tannins,
Or mix milky green rivers off of sliding slate.
The embracing sky shines a mirrors gaze return blue to blue to blue to blue.
Where spherical blue orb flames in zero gravity become golden reaching toward the air.
Where the pastures in spring become golden at curing, and the trees stand green without envy,
yellow Water Fringe covers ponds spreading out; a simple organism across a Petri dish reminding
us whatever happens on a grand scale may well begin microbial, that we may well be microbial.
Between the blue and the cool blue and the yellow and the warm yellow and the hermaphroditic
Seductor/ess freezing and boiling like the tempest in our chests temps all to dip a toe, paw,
hoof, seed, spore, take a sip of life. There at the edge of a pool gazing back without wonder,
eyes print and punctuate between all that was and could be, the transient on a current, a
reflexion of beautiful complexity, of curiosity, of hungering thirsts for all that is taken up.
Taken up with our eyes, the deep flutter of wind within our lungs, someone else’s breath; owning
the skies, rivers flowing between our neurons exciting the fingers always known for running
amidst our hair, for bringing oceans to life in recognition of taste. Sated, in awe of being
touched.
Thus we wander the dusts of time throughout time, planting our feet in soft river banks to feel
the earth tickle between our toes, thus we wander the touch of friend and foe, for now touch
is most all we know.:siteless
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