Being Alone
The bamboo drifts through whirl of breeze
To gently urge me back to quiet rest
Opening the veil of fresh morn's grace
To becalm my heart .where gjastly shadows lie--
Our lyre of affection... fading away
I sip notes of love alone with night;
Beauty still her pose, beneath cloudscape
Finding her thoughts among bubbling shores,
The whisper of night- music as one.
Kindled by echoes, the moon's fading light,
Falling upon fluid of smokey eyes.
..........................
Song I - Cold - Quiet Now Contest
For Rob Carmack 9/3/2020
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