Monday, September 26, 2005

Ripples

Whenever you have found a sense of inner harmony,
the world comes crashing in
and shatters it like a mirror.
It takes so long to put the pieces back together.

However, it doesn't really matter,
You still have the memory,
and, somehow
it wasn't really shattered ......

It is a liquid morrir......
and only the surface
was momentarily disturbed.

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