I hear a ring in my head
A ring so fierce
It mauls a string; Gridlocked, broken and strained.
I laugh at the pain
The ring offers in quiet sympathy
With a tint of life
And a touch of death.
In this earthly play
The rivers dance to the ring
And are scorched by the mercy
That soothes the current to a timeless beat...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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