Silent love crying out loud its essence letters from echoing inner strings in a deaf scenery. Rupture…of time in heart, encaged in feelings, while too extended to the outer world, with its display of futile multi-hand framings. Uselessness…of space, afar or nearby, losing its shape for leaving its sparks on the path where love was kissed last time.
And there, unseen, unheard, unknown — the regent destiny with its twisted ever-changing whims
testing feelings upon its grinding wheels.
(Soar, July 2011. www.soaring-words.com. No liability over the picture. Picture credits: Salvador Dali, The Persistence of Memory, www.wikipedia.org)