Who are you?

It is the time of ripening olives and pomegranates

the evening wind

star crossed lovers

manic outbreaks

Orion meteoroids

It is the time I can see there is nothing to do no where to go

no one to meet

Solemn devotion to what is every moment reality checking

when even prayer can be redundant

the deep wound healing for no reason at all…


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