Chime

May 17, 2015

I step into a pale blue evening

Moonlight infiltrates my breath

The sky is embroidered with silver sequined petals

Blinking in the fading sun

I hear my limbs chime as they rise and fall

Soft echoes of glow ripple on the edges of every silhouette

A shimmer of rhythms pulses from my palms

I open

Spread up and out

Lift

Into luminous communion

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