Hi Ryfkah,
This intruiges me!
All the images are of rapid movement and noise - yet, at the end, I find 
myself aware of stillness!
I find the word "animals" a bit vague. And the two words "through pane" feel 
odd. I feel as if I want more words: panes of glass, each pane, or something 
like. (It might be that you're punning: pane = pain, but I'd still find it 
awkward if you were.)
Bob


>From: Ryfkah * <[log in to unmask]>
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>Subject: New: Ruach HaKodesh
>Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2006 00:37:21 EDT
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>Ruach HaKodesh*
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>Like a poem this season is written
>Summer's heat zig-zags across nighttime sky
>The air cloys dank and close with its sweat
>An owl fans his wings and talons to prey
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>Ceiling blades whirl a dervish dance
>their prayer mantra uttering relief
>Thunder reverberates in the dark
>while spirit yoga asanas are assumed
>
>in room's shadow metamorphosing as
>animals grayly illuminated through pane
>Breathe in
>Breathe out
>
>Cosmic breath writes this poem
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>
>Ryfkah 7/31/06
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>*The Holy Breath or Spirit