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Originally published January 4, 2014, on Tumblr.

the myth

Fire up Thunder Creek and the mountain—
troy’s burning!
The cloud mutters
The mountains are your mind.
The woods bristle there,
Dogs barking and children shrieking
Rise from below.

Rain falls for centuries
Soaking the loose rocks in space
Sweet rain, the fire’s out
The black snag glistens in the rain
& the last wisp of smoke floats up
Into the absolute cold
Into the spiral whorls of fire
The storms of the Milky Way
“Buddha incense in an empty world”
Black pit cold and light-year
Flame tongue of the dragon
Licks the sun

The sun is but a morning star

—Gary Snyder

Only The Winds by Ólafur Arnalds

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