blanket

softly soothing
and
implacable,
she releases her
calming fury.

drowning the silence
with her quiet
syncopations,
all heed
her power and dream.

drifting
gently
into
that primordial sea:
dreaming of
the chaos
we weave.

Published by nomisyar

I collect Spores, Molds, and Fungus. View all posts by nomisyar

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