[POEM] HOLES IN HEAVEN by Khalil-Ghibran from Meta-Theater


Holes in Heaven

Fine silk and precious metals
Burn in the face of the wind
The earth gives birth
Sky and sea merge again

Back into the calm
Both parts want more
Then air flies free
Higher reaches lower

Acres of fine roses
Fair vista of flames
Through the looking glass
See treasure in caves

Salt boils to the top
Distill over and over
Til' clouds take view
With rain and thunder

The feathers of the phoenix
Fall as if old
Down into the helm
And cook like coals

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