Mobius Map (a poem)

The soul’s mobius map
Ribbon road with testing twists.
Soaring surety’s cold collapse
But a sparkle’s in the mist.

A stone track, stepping trail,
Rising road, familiar forms.
Crystal sight, clear detail
Lost again in cycling stars.

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