Poems ✍️
  16.04.2026
  9

Author: Adryan Barnathan

Whirling Dervish

My name is, Adriacus
I come from ''that part''
of the world,
where they snap their fingers
-and twirlspinning to the music
white skirts revolve
in cosmic friction,
melting into
mass motion,
inter-connected
like, particle dust
forming planets
merging separate
solar systems
in unison with
heaven and earth
transporting us
without
a space ship


  identity rhythm unity

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