The waves of transformation
6 May 2015
Echoes of silence
Ring through the night’s thickened dark
As the owl hoots on
Wisdom, knowledge, ringing knells
Of death of time and its birth
Light shimmers through dark
Iridescent pallid shine
All at once strong, weak
Bosom deep with shallow tides
Joins dance of listless shadows
Dark and light they play
The waves of transformation
Talk me into else
As inside one listens thrilled
To whispering lisping tongue
Change will stand sullen
Until you’ve explored fully
Your own opposite
You have never been yourself
Nor will ever come to be
I am out of words – this is such elegant and powerful – I cried reading your presentation…You have magic!
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Thank you Mihran. Magic is in every heart’s perceptions
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