And yet you are
an unending cravings
endured by this heart,
losing gradually, sinking in the wilderness
like the faraway echoes
walking away as the Moment's symphony,
I am eavesdropping
a soft zephyr
whisper with an enlarging silence
trailed through
a dark- deep infinite extent,
Impinge upon me
with unknown inklings.
The absorbing overtone of softness
nonetheless, of the cypress leaves that I now hear
splinter into manifold voices of yours,
and it pierces through the heart
Being a solemn harmony of life.
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