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CORALS OF SAND
Motto: “Who counts the stars for you when you cannot sleep?†Another smooth dreary night is blessing the atmosphere With its mysterious mystique charm… The earth is letting its wounds Re-open their silent gates To sip the rain of heavenly sands. Digging through hidden graves of deceit, A weary kaleidoscope opens its feeble dry arms widely, Fluttering its newly born bat - like wings Above an ocean of dying corals. Inhaling the inebriating fragrance of a celestial entity, Accompanying a lonely lifeless cliff on its aimless voyage, Dreaming inside a rhapsody of transparent visions, Far away, into a borderless, meaningless dimension, A shallow silhouette is counting the stars. Each falling drop of tranquility that enwraps the air Is a castaway traveller That coyly murmurs its story – A fairy – tale that has been denied by its own vibration. Escaping into an obscure refuge, Being sipped into a mesmerizing mirage, Unconsciously diving and drowning inside the luring wonder Of the fountains of time, The shadow returns to its denied origin. Hiding behind curtains of incandescent light, It tries to retain the elapse of time Inside an ancient broken hourglass That relishes The dreams of celestial insomnia No more… An hourglass whose threads of sand Forgot long ago what it is like To count the sleepless stars on the ocean of corals… -SORANA – Copyrighted © Sorana Salomeia, Iasi, Romania
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