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I search for the source, a vantage point
over which I hover to resonate, in order
to speak with alacrity, honored to be
the medium, the clarion voice,
le trompettiste; I flow and so
I’m a flower, a steady stream
of warm words awash in your ear,
the storm before the quell,
not merely a silent hour,
an end to separation,
a prelude to the loss
of the throb.

© Chagall ∞

The Sefirot

Same bug’s been on the screen for hours now
basking in sun luxuriant as I.  I no longer
desire to swat You with my towel
for we are one.

© Chagall ∞

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