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before dawn burst forth

She breathed in, breathed out, deep and unrestrained

that very moment

She solely absorbed the restraint of death

We are like forests clutching the earth

We mature sitting in the lap of Mother Nature



sky, stars, sun, and moon...

return in spirit to that magic world

thus the old time sages knew

this, handed down in succession



but, by a long lapse of time

goodness seems to have been lost here

all along filled with loneliness as if trees that were rustling suddenly hush

though now We live far away in cities and strange lands

We forget the harmony We all should know



hidden from Us are thoughts of birds and animals

    now Our lives are metered out by incessant clocks

one good thought ought to be imperishable

but meanness and greed are all too discernable

now Our lives are taken by madmen with weapons



massed fingers now squeeze triggers  firmly on the edge of the end

but at the beginning of all Our tears

tears flood the grounds so deep and wet





She placed her last wish  gently inside her good book



it closed



the page were wet too.



She will not multiply anymore

wet pages of bloody crimson flow



and I ask why?

We settle for the unchangeable loneliness