Image by Elizabeth S. Gilliam-Hedgepath
Spinion.com
I want to see all of the caves
and stride so gracefully,
through its spiky, glistening, chilly
teeth,
that even the darkness
wonders at my ghostly
presence.
I will
spelunk silently,
swiftly through
silent streams, and
crystallized pools
reflecting icy, daggered ceilings; where
a frost so palpable,
the streams marvel
at their own reflections
in the dripping sky.
Spinion.com
I want to see all of the caves
and stride so gracefully,
through its spiky, glistening, chilly
teeth,
that even the darkness
wonders at my ghostly
presence.
I will
spelunk silently,
swiftly through
silent streams, and
crystallized pools
reflecting icy, daggered ceilings; where
a frost so palpable,
the streams marvel
at their own reflections
in the dripping sky.
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