Within this night
the purity of inspiration
rises to take hold
of every baser inclination
to succeed
as need is finally reckoned
in the greater scope
of this reality

building like an ocean wave
hovering in space
in that one moment just before
it crashes, mindless, to the shore
of granular solidity

yet there, a star
one lone yet never lonely star
emits a light
that turns each grain of sand
into a crystal shining bright
creating hues of incandescence

within this purity of form
that dares be born
into reality . . .


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