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I was browsing my machine aimlessly. Got this one. Pretty old one, but one of the few that I actually like. So.. here it is...


Litany from a Hollow Well

Some things inspire me more than once
The spring, the bud and the full moon
The tide, the cloud and the shower in the noon.

Perhaps...
I am a man who still is not dead
For, I see the beauty that surrounds
Can still hear my grandpa whispering
'Don't just see it, Son.. behold it'
Well...have tried hard you can be sure
to behold even the unseen!
But there's this... it's not me...
Time who plays these blatant games

Other things inspire me too
For, I am not the one who averses
When I see those muddy Cupids
with their bows broken at birth
and the arrows dissolved in thin air
Some wearing a stick, and others... emptiness!
I watch them with compassion and think twice
before I close my burning eyes and swear in anguish

There are things that haunt me ever
For, I am not the one who fears dissent.
The ringing bell that is out of place
The crescent moon that seeks darkness
and the cross that pierces through
Intimidated I am by their stare
I try to frown and bang a fist
... wait ... am I too mortal to blaspheme?

There are moments when I need to search
For I too have a resurgent soul
When I see your deep blue eyes
feel the clouds and the tides in my palms
I could fly eternally to unseen lands
and find a conch at cavernous depths
Well... but then I restarin from the endeavour
for... perhaps...your eyes are as shallow as me!!