Famishing a slumbering sea,
Fagged feet, flavors a novel sand.
Palpating my soul’s shade,
Between body and nobody;
Nursing a vestal space,
‘tween void and fullness;
Fall I, like a raindrop, forth the branch;
Savoring my freedom of abeyance-
Blearing, shorings of sky and earth.
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Strings of Soulfulness 