I do not speak for days
I walk for hours
Silent
I listen to the sea, listening to the trees
silence as a ecstasy
Silence as a retreat
Silence as a force
Silence as a folly
Suddenly one word springs from my mouth I get
saying a word, single word
miraculous that emerges from hours of silence
remarks clearly truth of truths
But the word that tells me everything about me and the world quickly
I lose, I forgot!
... !
Florac Matches 1953-2003. Horizons
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