For the last time I have orbited in Silence
…emanated a specter of lives I have gone through
As a mundane imbecile wandering the heart I may nest
And laid life out of tubular channels of Love
Those hearts were rare and isolated in the far most
Recesses of the World- yet our Galaxy bear a weight and
A mission to hide what we desire most in a long plus
Days- nothing is visible unless is unveiled- I became unveiled
Almost naked of all longings, empty of all desires since
Every silence has its own zooming and the ears shall be open
Just as the mouth when you ought to say something important