The Masters’ Words

Into bones
The masters’ words
Stiff & brittle
Cracks & crevices
Bathed in silence, softness,

Renewed form
From webs
so tight
a strangled voice
utters no sounds

No place to go
No escape from
tangled thoughts
The masters’ words
Renewed form
Folds them in
Melts into silence, softness, light

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1 Response to The Masters’ Words

  1. says:

    beautifully written, Nisi. Hug, Lorry

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