Depths

by kholinar

Imagination
in the grip
of twisting wisdom,
writhing life.
Their forms ignite
a lifting mist.
Beckoned lower,
shadows shift.
Pennies plumet
off the cliffs,
redeeming passage
as they slip.
Spiraled shale and
flint unfixed,
quartz-cracked,
agile fingertips.
Imagination
in the grip,
the twisting grip
of life.

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