Silent One
silent mind is a temple of noise
in the thorns of turbulent thoughts
rehearsal of the final act of
defiance of unwanted
calamities
we walk in the garden of the words
and emotions tentacles of the
wounded monsters of wrath
and rage engulf and then
release into the new world
of pinkish patience
compassion is a
river
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