Kristi Mereküla

The Sun - Poem by Kristi Mereküla

Vibrant spectrum of amazing colour
Too much, for the soul to bare
Describe it with a word...dolour
Bittersweet indulgence, to stare

I weep in sight, such beauty, silence
Incomprehensible to all
Contradictional in itself, patience
The passing time, reveals a Call

In this state I sit, listen to 4`33“
And wonder, truth? Yes, this may be.
Separated from social ways, it stays
Allowing me... to marvel and gaze.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, October 10, 2011

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