Within Me
A tenuous skein
Of entangled thoughts
Clump abaft my ears,
Squelching, quieting
The surrounding din.
My breath enkindles,
The forlorn passion.
Its cinders smolder,
The extant torment
Buried yonks ago.
The untended seeds
Of unflagging hope,
Burgeon, bloom...before
My eyes, impeding
Trite reality.
Tactile peace pulsates
Wafting, wavering,
At my fingertips,
Hums the hymns of yore,
A cadence, sublime.
I devour the sky,
The verdurous earth,
Amber of sunrise,
My aura, Chartreuse
I morph into Him.
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