of the moment all seems still
rests the eye
a hurricane tempest will
in courses turning
pin wheeled galaxies alight
with promise
burning
treasures silent
strewn on bed of night
in reach
arms sweeping forth
in spill of jeweled embrace
invites
to union
of advancing dawn
in birth
of death
receding night
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