the soul of the world poet

a certain calm covers me

i restless

i careless


in connection

with all that is constant and wonderful and swirling around me

all that is the warmth of life and the heaven of stars

the touch of love from mother to son from father to all

the million bytes form the sound of the wind corral

passing through trees rustling dreams

scattering leaves on seas of grass

where lovers kiss eternity as memories pass

through one body electric


to the last recorded gasp of the heart

and once all the syllables are straightened

and words are formed into crude portraits of the dawn

then all that ever was will be found in that calm


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