Tuesday, October 1, 2013

ABSTRACT
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Even  now
the  ocean  wind
signals  or  whistles   on  the  Sandy  shore.

Even  now
the  galaxies
remain  awake  and  awaiting beyond
on  washed clean   luminous  sky
of  this darkening  eve.

Yet ,  even  now
my  heart  compose   some  romantic muse
with  supra-sensual  feeling
on  the  stage  of  this  world .

And  like   waves
my  conscious  joyous  life
enacts   it's  stage - play
yet  some  how  !
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