Arising into nothingness
I was burning in a dying village
my screams but a whisper within gale force winds
The seas were raging like wildfires
—the skies violent in color & sound & redolence
In all the chaos I had miraculously fallen fast asleep
Come daybreak I awoke to sheer silence
feeling as if I had been reborn
february two thousand twenty-five
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