In The Fusion Poem by Cee Bea

In The Fusion



in the fusion
there is no separation,
nor difference.

there is only the meld of mountains
to the flesh of man
and the length of time
to the width of space

Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: muse
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