People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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Wind blows through the hall
and the sounds of bells ring.
Elementals float in the void,
companion birds and beasts.
Who’s to say what languages
are spoken or token utterance.
Is meaning hidden sotto voce?
Majesty tumbles off mountains,
stampedes far across the plains
in thunderous silence. Point and
counterpoint surround me, color
my dreams, my visions of a land
I have never seen. Cacophonous,
yet so pure, clean of tone and of
intent as the wind drifts to silence,
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