Eyes rarely identify the natural flourish of nature

Waves of transformations are diverted

Settling upon vast expanses of silence

Restless time eager to erase those beautiful memories

Numb houses rarely stir at dawn

Only life wakes up to a commotion

Voices won’t settle for solitude

Love dissolves in the unsettling flow

Cold streams shiver a lost soul


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