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Friday, October 15, 2010

Replaying god

The plentiful dust
I fuss
to sculpt
a troupe of selfless
shadows.
Freed from any
owning
light, we hum
the delightful
tunes for a giving
ballet;
each tone-
deaf twirl
sharing us back
with an even-
handed air.

2 comments:

human being said...

"Freed from any
owning
light"

this is it!

Francis Scudellari said...

Trying to generate the light from within :)