Love never dies; it lives on
And on, in other forms--
Transfigured, as night to dawn
Away from expectation and norms;
Love changes and is changed
As riverbed gives way to water's plying hands
Into order as are stars arranged,
River missing from the earth, from clouds returning
As rain upon the land.
(7.00 p.m., 25 Nov at PJ Hills.)
4 comments:
It is true, very true, what you've written.
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This really solved my problem, thank you!
PJ Hills! I miss that place!
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