LeftExchange
Water Tends Fire
Dreams of Flight
Hear the burning hum of the jet engine
And look across the camber of the wing
Shining like a hot-rod mirage.
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It’s not a wing at all. It’s a diaphanous
External surface- a canyon zephyr- a soul’s filament
By which we breathe the earth and slowly sip the sky.
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Atmosphere capsized, we flow as paludal travelers
Hiking over pillow palisades of nimbus, cirrus
And the escalator contrails to blue bound sand bars.
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Tanya,
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In your eyes I see the galvanic mirror curl to reflection
As the sky becomes your waterway, a beloved Aquarian
Passing in the first sign as it once was sacrificed in Babylon.
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Resilient flame in an ocean’s depth of truth and love,
Burn bright and cascade over as a fountain. Rise with me,
An Aries of fire conjoined in soul and heart, as one weapon of solace.