Metal Body
I know the full moon blooming
deep in the lapis sky
where pearl clouds haze
a metal sea of dark loves,
faith's antiquity carves
lines in an agate soul blooming
into an aged face turning
with eyes closed, sinking
deep into the silent sturdy earth
printed fingers dance over
vibrating fleshy dirt
leaving a universe of dark trails
inside a vast harmonic breath
exhaled in the dark, music found,
one might call it a heart
of white wings
shimmering, humming
a singular song; a voice
as passionate as unseen wind
moving freely inside
an ever changing divinity.
TJK
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