"What do you see,
what is it that gifts you eternity at this hour"?
Chinars trees on the banks of the Dal Lake in autumn
Ultraviolet heaven
chanting rhythms to summon an abyss
I thought you'd transfer me to the beyond and
guide me through waves of wilderness..
A constant pounding in the deep recesses
of a dark room : revealed
The rush of wind through the pines, dark one stormy evening
"Do you hear it at the awakening of the night"
Naught, I heard the sky through endless waves of coma
But it happened just tonight.
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