I heard voices that have echoed for millennia,
Between the desert rocks and the distant sun…..
I discerned forms long turned into the dust,
On which their shadows still lingered……
I saw the ocean of time ebb towards the horizon,
Leaving a trickle on the desert floor…..
I heard the roar of the midday sun,
In symphony with the wailing wind…..
I felt life turn its face towards itself,
As the blood eased flowing through my veins……
I knew well all the places,
To which I have never been,
And which continue to elude me…….
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