Many into One
7 March 2017
Play me games
Colour me ice flames
Fusing red
Blue that bled
Taking contours of the hue
Mixing who is who
Timeless space
Time to which we race
Beyond place
Beyond face
Beyond the meaning of trace
To peak of solace
While mighty cowers
The melding powers
They pelt us
They weld us
Beyond the trickle and fuss
Many into One
Reading of the poem:
Adria Blue – BohemianVoodoo
Nomad – BohemianVoodoo
Golden Forest – BohemianVoodoo
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