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it whispers my name.

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29 Sep 2008

as the ache
swells in me
there is a splintering
at the horizon of today
fragments of yesterday
and tomorrow

and i listen at this abyss
as the beyond beckons me
with its urgency and passion

i open my splintered self to it
and it whispers
my name

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  1. Dean

    Abyss = suicide or creative energy? Splintering boundaries be they bodily or geographic don’t sound good but then perhaps from a splintered thresholds emerge ????, a workshop version of the Phoenix.