Poetry Once More

Fleetingly Tendered, Knowingly endure!Not till both here and beyond, Voices are rendered,Lasting and pure.---Rilke
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Path

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Path

 

Isnt path a plural word? Since we

are more likely found walking through

two or even more roads at the same time?

 

The silence that brings birth, dusk

of evening cathedral, unfinished letters,

all anatomically correct, whose creed is this?

 

Remember the touch of one ill-illustrated

rose, the oddity of its beautiful skeleton

has always reminded me of time and space

 

that are beyond us. It is love that made us

apparitions, the seasoned mountain can then

have peace with our tear-soaked patience.

 

2004-10-21

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