domingo, 14 de fevereiro de 2010

On Your Shore

At its margin, I'm up to contemplate.
The resonance of his essence comes to me.
Watch you: every step, every movement, every action than you are.
I can only get the margins.
I can only receive your resonance.
As a distant sound. As a spectrum.
A ghost.
I become a ghost too.
In its coast.
As a meditator.
Monk.
Mental energy.
Silence.
Meditation.
Contemplation.
Follow you in thought.
I scattered to the wind.
Come your perfume. smooth.
feed my spirit.
I dispersed with the wind at its coast.

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