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The cosmos blooms and flumes of deep blue, Golden glitter stars roll and swirl, Billowing as if blown from under, A volcanic current sweeps them upward to my glistening eyes, Seeing beauty for the first time. As I sink into the night, A pool of light shimmers up my body. Landing on my legs, settling as the gentle snow falls outside, It caresses my skin and frolics around the follicles of my hairs as they lie back, Relaxed and reflective in this moment of peace. I recline into the universe, My own galaxy keeps me afloat on the breath of a starry sky, A wave welcomes me in. To breathe deeply again. Night falls and I sleep beneath it. Dreaming. Originally written on 28th November 2020, age 24
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kerry ford
31/12/2020 09:23:46
I like the idea of reclining into the universe as if the world could carry away our concerns as if they were mere particles of dust, inconsequential and easily dispersed.
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