Arcades ambo

The blindfold of the darkened night was lifted,

she could see.

Smokey illuminations of light disappeared,

she felt free.

Harmonies,

playing within the complexities.

The convergence of sound and sight,

expand and collapse.

Synthesizing frenzied trembling

A shivering detonation,

A puzzle strewn across the sky.

© Melissa J. Daniels

8-12-11

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