the waters

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as fresh lease of mountain
waters flow through these long withered floors 
dispersed sands of memory rise above in ushers
bubbling laughter pearls gushes out in some ecstasy
would those salvaging streams fill in the submerged holes
planted in dark hollows still in hopes of blueness rays?
or, leave a mere cratered heart of unreturning smiles
by harshly blows washing out meek pillars they hold?

earthen dreams crumble to nothingness in ignorance
wet their spirits in fewer drops,  you waters of heaven’s season
enough to pull slightest of cheek strings jammed in inhuman airs
a song  for its afterlife tryst would be heard in their weak motion


pic courtesy: http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:John_Bauer_-_Princess_Tuvstarr_gazing_down_into_the_dark_waters_of_the_forest_tarn._-_Google_Art_Project.jpg

 

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