Your motionless eyes
Glimpse beauty in silence
With pupils immersed
Amidst traceless words
While smiling in the absence
Of where from and where to
They surf to the slopes
Of contemplative moods
When pacing such input
One mission they gaze
To hug the impalpable
And shout the unspeakable
For seeking beyond
The things that have names
Your motionless eyes
Hold great love and warmth
To embrace the world
And meaning bring forth
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2 comments:
some things, seen and known, are never revealed.
a beautiful moving poem...
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