Splendor Span

Tall crystal
Dostoyevsky edifice.
Tell, inspire,
look at the
tall crystal castles.
Fuzzy rocks
from India,
a gift, a sack of rocks.
No way out,
you jumped into the fire,
burned away to the blue,
in fizzy frosty clouds.
You have found your way
into the form,
learning to love the host.
Infuse,
don't refuse
our earthly realm.

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