TANGE
Complex Silence II
silently
golden tubular bell
summoning eternity for sixty minutes
lines
have lost length
distance
disappeared
time
not gone
just unthorned
releases
scents for the aural eye
echoes infinite lazily stretch
towards no horizon but the very universe
of ourselves
'now we are infinite' another musician said
yet reverberation (in my own eyes)
alone could draw and draw out a space
without limits or void
absence as pharmakon
can bite
deep
this ringed space
attuned to the silent melody of the soul
golden peaceful
serene
resounds
across all the paths we take
once we grasp never let go of
the defining decision of
being alive
