Returning To Now

By : Victor
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Please do not tell me any word,
words can not carry our love,
silence is the only expression.
Please just stay by my side
and let my tears of joy flow.

Why are you searching for words?
The music of waves in river,
murmur of trees,
and the sound of gong from faraway temple
vibrates in the air.
Let them sing and celebrate for us,
and let us dive into this solitude
and feel what we have shared.

In this very soundlessness,
let me just love
and please let me just love.

(Doi Maesalong)

 

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Anyone wishing to contact Victor can do so here at these addresses: victor_kasparov@yahoo.com
VictorKasparov@gmail.com


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