Motion Transformed

Memory has substance

for those athirst

a book never finished

whose pages reverse

 

Minute by minute

the moments burn

Igniting our history

whose ashes return

 

Memory’s sensation

beyond the five

Assuring our consciousness

we’re still alive

 

Formed in a vacuum

of fire and light

Stealing us inward

past seasons respite

 

Memory delivers

what stimulus feigns

A cloud in the desert

showering rain

 

Wrapping us tightly

in motion transformed

Buried within us

—keeping us warm

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)

 

 

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