Orbiting our own obsessions
burn the hours,
light the dawn —
an idea erupts, 
flowing with immortality 
from a soul spilling
its only sacrament.
To see is to subject
your will to the other’s —
only advantage gained
from breaking vantage ~
the calm sea storms the night:
the impossibility of vanquish.

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Hi! Check out an animation of a calm sea storms the night here: @speciesofvalue. Thanks for stopping by!

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