BUTTERFLY
The butterfly has become you The wings become me in silence Watching from nothing to nothing As you come, you go The heart beat accompanies it The dance of time on tiptoe
Slowly your face becomes a trick If believing is just a way of remembering Doubt is a way of forgetting Burn your image to ashes Sprinkled in the lake of silence where i am where
-Karuna-
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