Intervaled

The sea gathers me in, keeps me between, a creature of neither water nor land, held forever inside spirals of moontides, echoing back into what is neither mine nor self.

Around and around the waves spin me along the path of an immense Möbius loop.  I oscillate on the edge, barely there, beyond human sensing.

Deeper, extended, enhanced.  I am in need of rendering.  I am in need of being opened until the stars wrap around my core, untill all of me is whispered into music like light.

I absorb the flickering of images—felt but unseen, channeled within each breath, ungraspable.  Always this interpolation, this blurring of what lies beyond as it merges into the finity of my body.  Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings me into the place where my boundaries fall into the cosmic abyss.

For the dVerse prosery where Lisa has given us a quote from Oliver Wendell Holmes:

Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings:—
–from The Chambered Nautilus

The art is courtesy of various prompts from the Kick-About.

21 thoughts on “Intervaled

  1. Kerfe this is the first time I’ve seen finity used anywhere. As a manifest of a piece of infinity, yet boundless. Wow, it is going to take my head a minute to wrap around this. Love the 3D art and that thin thread holding the figure in place.

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  2. We have the same goals. ☺️ A deeply beautiful post from stem to stern. That second painting is like a cowl I’d like to knit and disappear into.

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