What are these colors Hovering

Wandering through this August moon

Shadows reveal all your dreams

Unknown

Iridescence unfurling

Billowing in the western winds

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This is your beauty right now right here, this is your perfection always changing always full…

Melting into the melting… dissolving into the dissolving… blooming and wilting, never and always…

so simple, so essentially wordless… words are razors they cannot cut as they are edgeless…

what is left unsaid is the heart of poetry

….where do tears fall when there are no tears nor falling? into the heart which is never always everywhere nowhere… sublimely so… I am this aliveness that has no name and I am a girl a woman a poet a poem… letters flying across the page emerging and dissolving… memory is my echo, it dances me down the canyon… I watch in wonder… I feel deeply… the rough crags and silky waters… I see infinite colors blooming and wilting… tsunamis of feeling soar through me… grief and deep shadows… joy at the beauty that has no words… I am heavy I am light I am a dance of memory of words of this… very… breath…

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What are these colors

Hovering

In the evening wind

What is the taste of my shadow?

We soar together

As even darkness disappears