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I remember glass—
lights on the other side of nothing
shadows passing through like
memories that pass through time:
back and forth, back and forth
meaning absolutely nothing
sealed away as shadows are
nothing cracks
glass unbroken
words unspoken
faces pressed as if to pray
gazes set in a curious way—
darkness wrapped around in peace
all is quiet until it cease
need
want
unquiet desire
emotional fire
glass removed
(I am the glass)—
a hand outstretched
the prayers come in
a desperate thing
come forth!
wake up!
and wake the one
I really want
I remember the broken quiet
I remember endless power
no need to stretch forth my own hands
to leave the dark and rise again
but choice was not my own and then
the night erupts in red-black flames
my nameless self awakes, I came
to life again above the sea
gasp for air and then I breathe
I am not broken
am not shattered
the glass is gone
my heart is battered
memory comes back to me
the quiet dark
surrounding me
the nascent power
inside of me
but nothing at all
of only me
I open my eyes and remember the glass
I raise my hands and look at them
the god that I was and the person I am
no longer one and the same
and the hand, the outstretched hand is gone
the earth in upheaval, black flames in my palm
my fingers embrace, distant lights go out
I stand in the wind
I stare at the sea
I am the glass
the god lies quiet in me