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Published: 2009-04-27 02:03:28 +0000 UTC; Views: 146; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 7
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What was found by trial in the vastness of timeWas patience, as an enduring force,
Will break the spine of reason
Locking my joints and I'm silent but thinking
Epitaph written
The mourner moves from the stone
A long gaze writes more on the heart of the murderer
Locked inside, under the weight of the flood
My phantom hands ripping the perceived door above
Dreaming of releasing the minds that keep me here
The tear-stained eyes, often closed,
Witness to the termination of the vessel,
Starving for a vision, but no pain of thirst
For remembrance of a body
Seemingly lifted beyond
I dare say transcended
And a look down from above can reveal
A lonely dimension, a single vision
She is beautiful, indescribable
A mist of darkness shrouds her
Sleeping, unable to become aware
Rising
I am nothing, and that is everything
I see the tendril that connects us
An eye inseparable, isolated
The love, as we try to define,
Its meaning escapes us
The love, we find,
Is rare evidence of
Activity of the comatose
A stray tear falls slowly
As time hinders it
Descending to a perceived end
Falling, movement now halted
Invisible, to become new life again
