Thursday, January 10, 2008

... let's count the shells

We were on those banks
Opposite to each other
There was river flowing between we two
I wished that to be an infinite flow
Loved to listen to its music of continuity
But then happened an era of nothingness
We were thrown out of our spheres
The river got disappeared in an unknown moment
Now it is a sea in front of us
And both of us are in the same shore
A different music, harmony
I can see the eternal waves in your eyes
There is nothing much to be done
Except counting the shells that we have collected so far
Who is going to open the hands first?
Might be the only question remaining at this moment...

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