Poem - Compose


 

A well has been drained, a tree has fallen.


A sour grape has been refined, a leaf has fallen to flames.


A dry heat has taken hold, a sun has set.


A smile has expired, a song has been forgotten.


A mother has died, a son has strayed.


Your time has continued, your night has ended.


Echoes and dense silence compose your world.



And yet


An unlikely chance was taken.

An impossibility became reality.

A welcome was extended and love bloomed.


Echoes, a dense silence and the chorus compose your world.

 
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