(Originally written on May 6th, 2006; lost and traced between PCs and places!Edited and extended on Dec 7th, 2006)
You’re the sound of silence
Heard with immense patience
The smell of mud
Like flower within the bud
The taste of water
Like milk having butter
The heat of the fire
Amidst the mind’s ire!
The touch of the wind
Like a healing hand
The sight of the sky
Like life that will never die
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