with colossal sculptures
and stately buildings dating
from eras of architecture
that would last long in beauty
you looked at me intently
your dark eyes rested
for a moment on my face
open your thoughts
you whispered
open yourself to me
let your drops stream
in waterfalls of sorrow
flow with the river
so that you
can remember
.
and now we are here
in this listening rich summer
of the silent voices
we still hear
and the voices of us
who are still
alive
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© Annora Eksteen, 2025
alive
🦋
© Annora Eksteen, 2025