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Poetry and Music

Sunday, March 31

Breath and Hope

'Dum Spiro, Spero'

Yes,
every sustained pull of air -
far travelled air,
from across
potentially
vast
distances;
every assimilation
of the mystery of the world
to which the song,
in aspiration,
of sustained ideals
of recognition
breaks out from the pith:
a salute like solar wind
reaching through
and around
all
in metaphysical glory.

Every capitulation to oneness:
stirring inner voids;
storming interiors;
shaking frozen worlds;
causing the tremble
of capillarial feelings;
as this helpless, pulsing rythm;
this centrifugal dance;
this turgid flow,
continues
thus far.

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