Dynamic Convergence

Concepts of conversation

deriving 1000 directions

tangental feeds

on the wings of honey bees

and the silence 'tween

inevitable as gravity.

Filaments of feeling

lighting and buzzing

through the mind-

A cask fermenting,

grains of wisdom.

Whispers of penitence

and conviction frothing-

laced within,

A sweet abyss, just beyond.

The ilk of Oak engrained.

The soft center-

it glows like fireflies

dancing in the heart's flame-

A serenade to enfold

the most refined solution.

~Jewls

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