All that remains is a voice

All that remains is a voice

That crumbles into thousands of dreams

Atop the sea of the tears

And two white eyes that seek refuge

Flying as larks to rest

On the moon’s shadowy, silvery breast

1 thought on “All that remains is a voice

  1. Balabhadra

    aj, very fine creation! Mature, like it was written by a 30+ year old poet/artist. Life must be happening very fast for you? Keep chuggin’ and keep creatin’ (as we articulate here in the South). “Take care of your Soul and your Soul will take care of you.” – b



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