After the Battle

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On the other side of silence
One day maybe night
When I meet you on the bridge tower
Where the sum of our sorrows run
The four directions ray
From our center sun
Our body’s bridle will fall
And before we cross over
We will meet and make wild
Dervish us into unnameable light
Funnel this energy out of clay
Our souls the potter’s hands
Having spun that ultimate art
In our small unmarked poems
The sum of our sorrows impart
To the universe like a ransom
To the other side of silence released
One day maybe night
When I meet you on the bridge tower

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~ by blueangelwolf on December 1, 2012.

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