Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Alternity

born alone
die alone
and into
the abyss
our self
flies
mortally
wounded

ground to
a halt
for salt
to set
into our
wounds
screaming
for life

to know
of
who
when
where
why
we step
off the
rock
and
roll into
the great
dream
of words
scribed
into minds
fresh from
alternity

aloneness
is not
lonely
but a
frame
fresh from
an edenic
wonderland
supporting
our wish
to become
at peace with
our original
f a c e
grinning back
into our
empty mirror
of being
.
.
.

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Cecil B. Lee