Ether
The thunder finally moves, Rolling into the distance, Heat lightning Flashing in the sky Hymns of insects fill the void, Followed by layers of birdsong And a world that breaks and bends the light A voice vibrates through, Captures honey from sunrise, Blends with the bruise of night Rhythmic and soft, Filling between dust motes And mountains Flooding my body like a scent Bent, broken words Fall from my lips, Drift into you...