Stillness sits alone
inside this space
as warm light
caresses white walls
spotting them
with splashes of shadow
and amber glow
Ideas
and all acquired knowledge
rest deep
on shelves
in pages
or in chaotic sequence
scattered across
the chilled stone floors
Memoirs and relics
of association
have placed themselves
knowingly
within their
proper places
ready to remind
and recall
All sound has ceased
and this space
lies stagnant
as the forgotten pond
waiting
with disregard for time
as dust
hugs the cracks and crevices
for a stone
to break the surface
instill life
m o ve m ole cul es.
B
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Monday, December 21, 2009
Potential Energy
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