Formless sky above,
takes shape of all things under;
nails void to Her curves.
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Formless sky above,
takes shape of all things under;
nails void to Her curves.
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Moon kissed ocean swells
to become heavenly vast
womb for her star fruits.
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Grasshopper dancing.
Blade grass directs dance and wind
for nature’s small eyes.
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Dreams fade as I wake
leaving only hints and flirts
of eternal wakes.
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Chilled air of morning
whispers of night’s gone shadows
and shivers of stars.
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Shifting, moving clouds
send images, dew and storms;
but don’t change the sky.
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Knowledge, a false crown.
A witch stands on it to touch
vast wonders above.
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The silence of night;
protected by cricket’s songs,
is pierced by star-light.
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Rich clouds bring rain drops
riding on hot desert’s wind
to kiss love-parched lips.
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Even in shadows,
the dancing flame makes a light
from passion that burns.
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