A heart that changes
Which foot to set
First upon the ground
Each time it walks
Only earns silence
From me at its death
Words which are silent have its voice now as poems.'What one does not listen, world listens.Words of choice expressed well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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this creates an image of an object/idea that is neither moving nor is it still. there is an element of suspence that invites an even deeper interpretation which all adds to a good read. tfs 10/10