A mountain bright then shadow-flipped as sun traverse the sky. With nimbos clouds and lightning bolts, the lines begin to blur. Ten thousand things in motion is the way of things, yet why? A death white hot is beating down upon the red, cracked earth where each still living thing yearns for its long parch…
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dVerse’ OLN 312 LIVE and earthweal OLW 110 — If I Do Not Do, Let Light Need Me
If I Do Not Do, Let Light Need Me If I do not do, let light need me that I may do what needs to be done. If I do not speak, let words read me, banner in the sky against the sun. Let light rally kindred spirits near that I may do what needs…
dVerse — Whispers from the beach
A gentle sizzled whoosh of roaring speech That never takes a chance to stop and rest A voice that always whispers from the beach The sand, now zoo of footprints pressed upon From webbed and clawed escapees of the sea Do not forget when water sole was on ‘Twas muffled then in distant gurgled…