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ANOTHER PROMISE
A Traveler
Is sitting in the clouds made of road dust
... Thinking ...
Millions of miles of days have passed by since I last met her
She said
We'll meet tomorrow
“When would that tomorrow come?
After how many days?”
Upon this;
With her tender lips
She put a light silence
Carrying that same silence
I still wander from place to place
She said
Never distrust me
“But I already do trust you
Then why so?”
Upon this;
With her sealed lips
She put a small distance
Carrying that smalls distance
I still wander from place to place
That traveler
Holding a dust-ridden silence in his hands
Clinging a tired passage with his feet
Sitting in the sunshine of some words
fallen from the days gone by
Is thinking
There was this other promise as well...
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hmmm nice one shamy
good one.. i feel like that traveller :s
None of us will ever accomplish anything excellent or commanding except when he listens to this whisper which is heard by him alone.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
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