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by mtmynd » December 5th, 2008, 7:30 pm
that sky... foreboding but yet... yet... it says something... not just some thing but a specific language that speaks in clouds, signals from a beyond where light is transcended by it own light.. doubling the expanse as my eye attempts, follsihly, to capture it allin one fell swoop... i gasp! air.. not simple air but AIR! (capitalized) yes.. the sky gives me the air in colors that somehow warn me but the rushing of the waves drowns out the message .. unclear... garbled as the waves strike the shore... damn! will the message come back? i feel i need to hear that message.. just one more time... i beg the sky and all its mysterious colors that saturate the waters, the shore, the meaning of it all... where does the sky meet the sky... i saw it once... and the message was clear back then... clarity as lean as the chime of an ancient bronze temple bell ringing out across the skies until one bird... yes! one lonely bird, cast it's shadow over my crouched posture feeling the sands moist with salt waters and that smell! yes... there isn't anything close to it... that salty smell engages inspiration to seek whatever it is i, the crouched coyote, need to do... i lift off from the crouching position and spread my arms until they reach the nearest cloud and i massage the ethers from which i shall one day return... i understand... i understand... the message is never heard but felt as waves spill their goodness over my thoughts rushing aimlessly from one to the other without questions... i only live.
thx panta.