Epiphany Poem by Mark R Slaughter

Epiphany



Out on the blue air
I breathe
Another blue
Of continuity

Independence roars

Motility soars in waves
And life

From shallow-blue to black

Likewise I see the time
Relaxing

Our shell of gas plays out
The scattering

Shower-rays

A sense of scale -
I coast along the moon

Understand
The being

Seeing me
We all

Answer back

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012

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