a lift
an elevation
an escalator
a rocket ship slingshot
fueled by an ignition
of noxious gases
mountains earth waves
giants sleeping there
on the ridge line
perhaps guarding middle earth
where the Sun is
the center of creation as well
our magma core
a heart regulating
the wavelengths
constructing experience
by rate of breaths
and attention to all
carefully releasing
gaining what flows
speaking of lavender
mint skies
on a snowy ocean painting
with forests and faun
then silence reigns
sound and space
are linked in expression
sight of smile in listening
eyes are connecting
an iris a pupil
a blackness in the center
fire reflecting light
that leaves there upon death
naught but an exploding center
refined
About the Creator
susan marie loehe
everything is Art, Art is Everything.
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