Inevitably


A candle dents darkness
the way a thumb pokes
bread rising
or the sun nudges
into a fog.

wordlessly -
alphabets all over the world
floating in soup

timelessly -
clock tickings shunned
and fallen away

mindlessly -
under-kneaded clay spinning
reluctant to stop.

silently -
how long is a moment
how soft is a day?

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