W/in W/out

Poles are pulling

Sand is scraping

Away the lime buildup

Caustic measures

Non-analytic divides

 

Dividing the footsteps

Seen brain thoughts

Felt soul matters

Know spirit walks

Towards that place

 

When time tells

Of the coming hours

Only existing

In illusionary measures

Beginning an end

 

Shifts, worlds collide

The Sun star watches all

Ra above, on surface, below

Moonlit lakes

Trembles of an aching belly

 

Eruptions are a must

Release the tension

Power never corrodes

Static in motion

Ending a beginning

 

© 2014

–E as Poetlove Water

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