Light breaking into bits and pieces.
Particles enlightening the eye.
Spirits seeking life within the sky.
Recorded in the mirror of the well.
Wind blowing into water's swell.
Turning minds within a ripple.
All logic and its reason crippled.
Dipping down and flying high.
Infinity expanded by a sigh.
Tunneling too deep, they weep
as if the loss were real.
Ash sweeping into all eternity.
Profound, the rounds of life and death.
Light and airy, intermeshed with
things that seem the heaviest somehow.
Sorrow weighing down perception.
When suddenly, the silent angel sings.
In an experience of effervescence.
Souls sighing love into existence.
Missed and missing.
? Michaelette ?
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