Wistful Silence

She gazed into the depth of time,
wrapped in the glow of tacit silence;
wild and gentle thoughts blossomed,
and, fluttered in her dreams timidly.

Miniature fragments of arrested time,
coalesced into flaming reminiscence;
shadows of contentment materialized,
percolating tenderly through reality.

Precarious tendrils of reassuring solidity,
germinated in desire, yearning and pain;
hazy silhouettes of departed memories,
performed evanescent twirls of tribute.

The silence of her mind, loud and vibrant,
spread mellifluous ripples of mindfulness;
her senses unfolded their infinite pinions,
and soared in the profundity of the hour.


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