The illusion

 

Abundant water flows a bit afar

In the dusty noon of sweltering summer

Then the sun sets , my heart sinks

In the dark dunes of parched sand

The mirage vanishes without a trace

My cheek is wet though with pain

While I grope without a truant moon

My shadow covers the entire desert..

What is wrong now if I set skies ablaze

Pour my tears to swell the dried waves

My wild breath conjures the breeze

While you could pick a conch to listen

What the sea carries within me to say

When the heart knocks on my soul

And I create another sunny evening

One of the many we spent together

Beside the unbridled and infinite sea

Is not life a cumulative illusion

Of many many moments that burst?

 

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