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Saturday, September 24, 2011

Mandala

A fire escapes
the choke hold
of the dragon’s sleek veridiant tongue
that wraps around
shadowy vines
adorned with deep
asleelical stones.

They glow and vibrate
in the marilious fall sun
that flashes
red,
black,
yellow,
and finally
glows a dark royal blue
casting cool air
and brilliant versilimations
down upon the jumping,
chirping
meep community.

All as one
they spin and leap
dancing to the beat
of the glorious nature
and in its turn,
destruction.

No clouds…but rainfall,
vibrations sent to kill,
a journey that never ends.

And this is what they dance to
for all of forever.

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