Saturday, July 14, 2012

Songs of the Soul-IV


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I tell you my affection with the sighs,
From the caves of mortality.
Born in the past,
Filled up in the present,
Held by future as the child of meaning,
The growth of the seed of wordlessness;
It tells you that which I felt
When your soul lingered with mine.

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