Friday, February 26, 2010

Quiet

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LISTEN AND MOVE

Content to listen
To silence
Fall all around.
Backward thoughts
Muffle and double muffle
My head.
Awestruck by physics.
What is coincidence?
Nothing?
Everything?
Plug and chug,
Till a constant is found.
Suddenly, patterns
Pre-existent now processed
Become fact
Only after perception.
Love is a function
Of environs?
If I am alone,
I am nothing?
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