Prismatic Focus - Poem by Lana Rutter
Sunlit hair, eyes azure
She takes in the eminence
Of sun, moon, water and stars
Crystal illusions, now dormant in form
A mesmerized spirit...
Full, yet alone. While entanglement webs its fire of truth
We stand on the grains of cellular secrets
Cast off aside...
Or formed into castles, adobes and bridges. Separation of Nations
The same...yet, not in accord
Will all transcend to dimensions beyond
As the Great Spirit's message
Lies dormant in sand...
And sudden demise.
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