like a heart…

055

wayward light
creeps and sneaks
through thresholds
crevasses, its grooves
till its sounds remain
transposed upon
elastical vibrance
shattered chords
of silent sounds
whispered never
talked only through
rays of mindful kindness
only to be
captured and released
through freedoms
and the graceness thats
she…

© smm 55/2017

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