Eking out transcriptions
From under desert sand
In hieroglyph depictions
That we do not understand.

The story that we buried
Cannot be put to death
And fate will not be hurried
Towards its final breath.

Some things are born to shake
The foundations of our dreams
Like a view of Mono Lake
From the Paoha Island streams.

And time will move us dream-wards
As the sand it breathes away
To unveil love’s endless words
Written here for us today.

Copyright Kosmogonic 2018

Image Travis Aitch

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