Rolling Still Depths
It alone whose glory is.
Its impulses
resting and rippling,
coalescing, then dispersing.
Its light, of cognition
registering and releasing,
gladly remembering
and equally so forgetting.
Its buds
supported,
bask then fold,
the company
for whom
all stories evermore
be told.
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