"sonnet26"

as beauty dances on the blue
the depth of life is but one hue
within the breath one's life is found
the rise and fall, the soothing sound
to find the peace that dwells in all
one steps inside the moving ball
unravel as one slows one's mind
the inhale, exhale of mankind
the bridge from self to soul whispers
`tis crossing into silencers
a lotus will serenely bloom
her giving is the sweet perfume
her wisdom not in her splendour,
splendour in her graceful honour ~

especially for my mother
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
3jun08
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