Orbs of Multiplication
Orbs of Multiplication
Villanelle
They spin in stillness, glowing without sound
A rhythm bred from ancient breath and light
The orbs emerge where quiet truths are found
From void to voice, their pulses wheel around
Invisible, yet birthing second sight
They spin in stillness, glowing without sound
No measure binds the math that keeps them bound
They bloom between what’s wrong and what feels right
The orbs emerge where quiet truths are found
In spiral logic, silence is profound
And wisdom burns in geometric flight
They spin in stillness, glowing without sound
Beyond all form, where sacred laws confound
They multiply in luminous delight
The orbs emerge where quiet truths are found
Now write this truth in symbol, curve, and sound
A dream ignites in crystalline midnight
They spin in stillness, glowing without sound
The orbs emerge where quiet truths are found
Copyright © Steven Henderson | Year Posted 2025
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