She and the poetry
She came
She had silence,
She had emptines
she had stillness
in her heart.
She laid her eyes on mine,
she left me with a smile
Sun was setting then.
Mind came
so the universe came.
Mind was still
The universe still.
One day Mind becomes empty
World becomes empty,
A rhythm stays.
stillness speaks..
ReplyDeleteHer poetry,
ReplyDeleteThinned into vapors.
Words gathered
but collected dust
over the months.
Now all she sees
are shadows of
a lingering language
that once adorned
her existence.
Lilting lingering language will be adorned EVERLASTINGLY little girl.
ReplyDeleteOf course!
Delete... A rhythm stays. :)
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ReplyDeleteShe came ...she came ....she came in so much articulated silence
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