14 February 2009



glass, in state
 has no frame
can never be anything else.
will melt, and return to sand.

light enters the room
and illuminates the glass
coloured light and details it shines
the light, and spreads warmth
winged light in air passes
freely, invisibly, solid, mindful.

arrows will split tense sheet
silk and shards hard and sharp will
river blood rose red-flowing to
ground and grounded lightning.

copyright 2009 cosmic


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