Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Beyond / Within - Created on Dream by Wombo Beyond / Within - Recorded 12/12/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Cracks,form and grow,spreading acrosslikedisease. Shattered. What lies beyond? |-| Frayed,the fabric rends,torn apartlikeeyelids. Opened wide. What lies within?
Based on a conversation with a new and old, near, dear, and very far friend, Клавдия, from Russia. For all those we pass so many times in this journey through the cosmic void. "We Turn, Just as the Earth" - Recorded February 8, 2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them We turn, … Continue reading We Turn, Just as the Earth
We are as a drop of water Falling through space And time; What And who We interact with along the way Become Both what we experience As well as what we are. We must be kind And caring To all we interact with Showing love and mercy, Being to them As we wish they would … Continue reading We Are As a Drop of Water
the butterfly must lament, even if briefly, the loss of the cocoon, mourning departure from familiar home. unaware its new form, yet undefined, a shape emerges from cracked and peeling shell, losing as it does the smell of safety, tight pressure against aching limbs, eyes wet with dew and tears for what is no more… … Continue reading a winged lament
The birds are singing to one another now, They do not sing to us, But we are listening. New buds are growing slowly on the ends of branches, Displacing ever so slightly the air around them, Coming to our ears as a low hum, And we wonder: To how many monsoons could this movement be … Continue reading The Sounds of Springtime
The rain Though it falls as one Cascading down in sheets now To fall upon the dry earth Is but a collective of many Each drop Unique unto itself Composed as it is Of individual particles just the same Gathered and unified Taking form And shape As a single distinct entity For only the briefest … Continue reading But a Brief Transition
Now the days grow short And the sun sleeps Resting As I often wish I could Preparing For the coming freeze The leaves begin to drop from their branches Leaving behind All that they have ever known Twisting and drifting in their descent Until at last they lay to rest upon the cool earth At … Continue reading In What Comes After the Storm
Visceral; Lofted vantage. Tendrils of Black and grey Reaching skyward to grasp Falling short… Fools! Your enemy stands before you: Eviscerate And return To embed once more Within blessed hearts- Reborn, Weapons dulled and Sheathed, To stand guard No longer to attack Within Knowing that there is a world beyond. No malice Within For there … Continue reading In Oblivion (Reprise)
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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