The Masters’ Words

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

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

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

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One Response to The Masters’ Words

  1. clorry@frontier.com says:

    beautifully written, Nisi. Hug, Lorry

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