In a place composed of breath and dust dark waters lap against the shore of a land of silence white birds illuminate paths in the sky curving unpredictably singing a supersonic song that echoes off of nonexistent walls like oily glass and shadows of life of a distance beyond the scope of common man Where selfishness is pure and generous of a guileless heart and politeness is deceptively tactful a gesture like a poisoned whisper on a woman’s lips Where darkness increases light and gives clarity and in your shadow I see the brightness of your soul in tiny traces of you I see the oceans of life and I am brought together by minerals that swirl in the ocean of your spirit