Deepened tones of an elderly gentleman,
voice touching the very inside of my mind.
There's no place to hide from his light.
Subjected to his subdued style, feeling
that it's just the way it should be.
Meeting each other on a separate plain of
everyday lifetimes.
Feeling the words absolve every question
being asked in corridors of time.
Saying hello just to say good bye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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