VOYAGE
OF
THE
SENSES
My senses
are transported
from that invisible sound,
takes over my labyrinths
confusing hearing.
It Blinds the darkness
and recalls confused moments,
but melodious.
Wandering sequences
dance among the thousand undertakings.
At their side,
a weak flame
follows their deeds.
The rain patters in the night
and resounds
mirroring the immense meadows.
The thunderstorm accompanies
the romantic composition of the drops
descending
from an infinite sky.
And my senses become
a newly blossomed lotus flower
in the cool waters
of a limpid river.
23 september 2011

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