4/28/23

Waves to Salvation (poem)

 

Spoken waves reach ashore
with entangled chords that built it
waves form days
interference sprays
light formed rays that wield lit

Each morning course
through quantum fields
springs more space-time fusion
determined shadows past
built presentation to future mysteries

Intellects slip strike faults
where memories drip
techtonic plated fate
floaters over molten cores
subducting history

Adrift in the confluence of senses
forms being and becoming
automatic interpretations of tenses
are for the love of matehood
deceived by the governance of death

Weathered reflections rhyme
cold downstorm windrifts-
holographic kingdoms event horizons
with a savior arisen apart from mimic worlds
life punctuates the sharpness of reality.

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