Monday, July 15, 2013

PRESENCE

It was not that
I was not conscious
Of your presence.
My breathing and
Blinking eyes, played
Hide and seek.

Until then
I rained in cloudy day
Tanned the skin in summer
Crowned the hill top in winter.

Do I have to align
In-front of mirror
And freeze my hot breath, or
To pierce the gazing eyes
And stretch the vision

Do thee need my words
To evoke thy feel.
I prefer unitary presence
Sans ALL!
To enter silence thine.

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