Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Grey, The Galactic Mandala

Even grey has shades.
Gray shades stirring…stirring
Churning sands of granite and feldspar
Run between the fingers
Coarse and crystalline
They make their own mischief
These dancing hippies
Elemental, fundamental
Sugared and floured
Washed and then scoured
They beacon and beseech.
 
They are naked on this birthday
They circle and drum
Weaving like roots and limbs
Forming and reforming
The galactic mandala.
 
 
 
 

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