a woman sky eternal silence
springs the sun newborn
alabaster is the memory
where singular is the right purpose of the heart
iridescent body
does not cling for all is mystery
all cosmos
is
the circle
a broken son
hunted for like treasure
of fertile fields
amid
desert   stones    great river
eye
is the temple chant
spelled forever
                     like the stars
singing

Photo by J Medic on Unsplash

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