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a colorful river of words
flows out of the cave
towards an ocean
under azure sky

will it diffuse
in the blue
waves of the sea

or

stake out
in distinctive colors
a current of meaning
Inspired by a computer graphic by Maria Luisa Grimani on password.or.at/showpic.php?pid=281
The night,
Peaceful and calm,
A music in itself,
Moon aglow
Stars flicker.
Alas!
That’s the
Time to escape
And cerebrate.
This world is broken.
Hypocrisy everywhere.
But it always was.
At the center
of my being
I am
a soul
wrapped in precious time
I am
grateful
to know
the gift of life
is spirit
that matters
in the dust of stars
We are
in the middle
of a miracle
that never stops
giving
Call me mad
nevertheless
I truly believe a life  
Without poetry
Would be a poorer life
A less happy life
an artless life  
A life without color
A life without tongue
no sounds to be heard
A life empty
of any real meaning
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