Shifting sun and shadow, fangs in and out,Seasons recombine in spiraling strands asI always return to you, the dancing anchor,the child that sings loveAt the heart of the WheelIn ever-expanding annual ripples within the fragments I shore against my ruins:poems and tunes, shows and scenes,sessions, dates, deepeners, dreams. I have taken your Namelessness as part of …
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Experiencing Deity 