About You I hear
From the mouth of everyone;
Never did I witness.
You are life's sound primary;
Why do You stay silent?
Your vital glow crimson,
Your immeasurable genius–
All-touching, the beauty of form–
There is no likeness.
At starting point You have dwelt;
You've gone on floating to endless.
You are in style of movement's cadence;
Why don't You let be held?
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Saturday, April 26, 2025
Just out of reach
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