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Salt and Light

“a solitary summit of solitude
standing tall—yonder clouds
freed from clamoring crowds…”

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Metamorphosis

“with celestial force
she forged my heart of stone…”

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“white gossamer wings
flowing on silken spirits
grace my stride with lights…”

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“time screams merciless
vindictive boulders
crushing worn fingers…”

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“my bones are etched in peens of ache

and my lungs are hardening to stone…”

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“in life’s deep abyss

my river smooths jagged stones”

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“…when gravity paints its light

hope is not defined by time”

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