as chaos swirls
in spark of life
rained in showers,
shuddered shadows
i calm my curl
in grassy whorl,
gasped greener breath
of sweet grass, glimmered
where eye does speak
of straighter paths,
laid low in dust
and stone, of ancients
memories condense
in circles twirl; lightening hurls
stored release
of brighter future framed
in antediluvian peace
Silver trophy winner
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