Thursday, June 27, 2019


© Caroline Nazareno Gabis aka Ceri Naz/ Philippines


the verge

let the tumbleweeds
of Renaissance break off
in any way the wind blows,
beyond the horizon,
tantamount to the multidimensional Consciousness;
let the fractals
seize every inch of gestalt canvas,
to manifest reflections
of then and now
of here, there and everywhere
beyond the numbers;
let the mnemonics of archetypal breakthroughs
in our unembellished Reality,
uncover the unspoken languages
between mankind, nature and other creations;
let the tenets of beauty
flaunt in grace, in harmony, in truth—
the bedrock of all colors,
within the pores and anthems of Oneness,
 the nexus of masterpieces in Us.

© Caroline Nazareno Gabis aka Ceri Naz/ Philippines

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