#326 (soulstice)

Throbbing temples

his arm and legs sore,

yet euphoria settles in

nesting like liquid stars

inside his joints,

lighting the candles

of yesterday,  now

and tomorrow equally.


Unrest in his back

as strained tendons demand

attention, he plunges into

the crystal lake

baptising this aching body

until pins and needles

swim across his vision

floating under an undying


the sunset a faint memory.

© Matthias Geh, 15th June 2018

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