Monday, December 6, 2010

The Shaman

Basking in the apocalyptic glow
The man gazes with calm eyes
The soothing light brings only harmony
The dark abyss behind him
The orange desolation before him
He sits upon their seamless nexus
Human thought does not float in his mind
The inescapable dialect of existence
The unspoken mother tongue of the universe
This is all he understands

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