Why did you come to me?
So quietly, with silent ease
At the edge of the river:
A perfect stand still:
Between the hour of death and awakening
My beloved, I’ll call you:
My silent mystery,
My horizon just out of reach,
My diamond tears lost to the moment.
You and I :
The compass and the direction,
The shoe and the path,
The heart and the passion,
The ear and the story.
Your imprint cannot fade,
Despite my wishes,
I know not how to stop
My passion, my obsession,
My broken dream…..
Thanks for the questions without answers;
The confusion without reassurance;
The labor without fruit;
The wish without grant….
Questions, Questions without answers:
Can lost love be found?
Can you heal what was never broken?
Can the eternal flow of desire
by fought?
by fought?
Is life Flow or Eb?
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