Monday, 5 December 2011


There is a sound which has no ring at all
There are some times when sorrows are filled with joy
Earth and sky, one human cry
Wrent from throat of mine

And what of this sound that quakes vibrations none
The silent voice which echoes and then is done
And what words strike strange chords
Speaking in heart of mine

We had made a secret vow
And now it comes to light

Around the sun were gliding the angels of light
Beneath the Earth prayed denizens jewelled might
Take this gem, here and then
Never here at all

I came to my senses a-lying on the grass
Discovering through Heaven's dark I had passed
Sand and sea, mystery
Ebbing in eye of mine

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