For the Pensive Poet poetry contest
sponsored by Constance La France
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Our heart’s intent is by mind translated, though the tremors are too subtle to catch, which by resonance is yet created, as the koel’s coo symbols try to match. Endless beginnings and endings renewed, metamorphose whist we are in repose, enlivening time dissolved solitude, exuding fragrance of love’s home grown rose. Shifting to feeling by ceasing thinking, soul alone knows how soma nectar flows, so poised thus as awareness unblinking, we but depict how bliss magnetism grows. Listen to the sound of a leaf falling ~ What in death do we find so enthralling
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