Tag: river
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The Descent
Soft light over valleys resting in shadow cradled by mountains grasping at the sky— lords of the winding rivers gone far away to quench the horizon’s thirst for more…
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Sensation in Shadow
Sensation in shadow is this intoxication breathing in the vapors together and watching the walls turn to rivers flowing away…
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Renaissance
Breathe in and taste what’s always there wrapped around us like a second atmosphere woven into thought and breath and choking sob…
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Gnawing
Gnawing at flesh down to the bone life blood extracted and dripping off fangs elixir of sun’s vision over cloud tops gliding over the world spinning away…
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Beneath Tall Pines
At the edge of a meadow beneath tall pines I saw a shadow making its way to Zion leading the blind across broken bridges…
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Immortal Skies
Let the wild ones lead us into glory on stormcloud rivers in the sky that speak with thunder of the floodplains feeding from their currents…
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This Weeping Land
Cry out to the one who walks ancient roads those funeral trails built to honor the sky…
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The Lives of Others
Out among the places where rats live with vermin the voiceless masses protest their lack of anything to say by striking out blind against a world that swallowed them…
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Infinite River
Veins filled with holy fire A light with no creation come alive with the sacrifice To walk the world it dreamed in childhood
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Along This River
Along this river I lost track of my reflection Amidst a thousand fragmented lives rolling out to sea The smiles that swept past before I could return them Tears that joined the current and were lost.
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Descent through Soundproof Shadow
She paid the ferryman with a gold coin and a lingering glance No other passengers waited to board So he pushed back from the dock into the current Sweeping down to tunnels through the red cliffs And lights deep within of something almost like a city.
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Bridge in the Woods
Far off beyond golden fieldsThe irrigation ditch begins its life as a springThen bubbles down a rocky slope to unspool into a ribbon stream.Wildwood and brambles grow alongsideChoking the Earth for a chance to drink.A man stands on the stream bank, seeking to cross.He watches the spun glass ripples of stream over rock bedImagines the…
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The River
The walls close in, distorted, Funneling me toward a door That separates my soul from the divine. Through the keyhole lies a world Whose edges fade into the space Between truth and lies. A river of grief flows among the brambles, Scorching its way across a blackened plain. It’s arms scrape meaning From dirt that…
The Light is On 