Stops the hole
and says
Do you hear
what history tells us?
We've all
had a puff
a huge puff
which made
us listen.
Easy steps
on the path
the ear
listens to itself
and jumps
down the hole of the cave to you.
The ear
cannot say anything by itself
the carp of
our sadness
sinking
through the mountain of the mind
the ear
tunes in
on our
gathered storm
child of
murmur
the seat of
light is at your door.
The path of
the holiday storm
so far too
close
the ears
are the feet of the head
in the world
of sounds.
The ear
cannot say anything by itself
the carp of
our sadness
sinking
through the mountain of the mind
the ear
tunes in
on our
gathered storm
child of
murmur
the seat of
light is at your door.
The path of
the holiday storm
so far too
close
the ears
are the feet of the head
in the
world of sounds.
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