and that day it rained in the desert
the first drops from a millennium
the longing of eons
the thirst since time unknown
the drops touched the soft dust
and made puddles in the ground
the aroma of wet sand
floating through the air
it started flowing through the surface
stroking the barren land
finding its ways to the insides
meandering through the arteries
flushing through the veins
to reach the throbbing heart
and it reached the throbbing heart
and the desert no longer missed the rain.
the desert no longer missed the rain
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Silence - the purest music
Silence, the purest music
The richest note
played in harmony
by the universe
the deepest truths
embedded in sweet rhymes
for the astute listener
devoid of daily sounds
Monday, December 15, 2008
autumn face
autumn leaves float in the air
ruffles the flock of auburn hair
dusty wind that blows again
to scratch and talk to the window pane
the smell of yesterday's ale
drowsy face in morning, pale
my morning view through half open eyes
with a smile i close my eyes.
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