Sunday, January 5, 2025

Waves moving without beginning or end*

 


Waves moving without beginning or end*


Silence, I enter the woods without words

Even the wind itself speaks not a blurb

The distance calls me closer as I go near

More silence comes as it puts me here


But this cannot hang on no longer still

A faint rumble comes against its will

A splashing and gurgling sound comes as it calls

Little more closer as I hear the waterfalls 


Soon I get more intrigued in what I am seeing

Something moving rapidly with it being

A flow that plays harmonically again and again

Yes, I hear a river that has no beginning and no end


Dom*Colucci 2014

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