Covered from head
to toe, the tribal mindset
of removing the face
from its body or rage
from love, defines sanctum-
a place reserved for darkness.
See the perfect likeness
of the cypress, the mirrored
wings of hawks and owl,
the indistinguishable river
of rushing waters.
Here, the shapeless form
assumes distinction only by
its deepest flaw.
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