Monday, August 10, 2009

Holy Confluence

We had to flow zigzag in a course
But diverted into distributories of
Primitive ethnicities and untold luxuries.
But still I am awaiting;
In the silence of destroyed tropical wood
To rejoin in the sea of true salinity.
To flow as a warm current
From my equatorial warmth to the frigid poles.
To sleep together in the infinity of glaciated silence.

3 comments:

  1. gud and brevet....i feel u should hav posted a different icon picture...

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  2. please do not sleep in glaciated silence... then ther is a probability of waking up and flow apart....

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