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 Elena's Humming Soul

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 The winds have spoken.
Those windowpanes have
harkened much. Thunderous
skies burst forth rain like
dewfall then thickens—
into splashes. Lustrous pearls
Come down, dripping from walls
to street floors. The cold boots
step on but not completely.
Chilling those spines—pilgrims
and those who slumber, 
Fate should have known.
 
Fingers reduce to
Silence...caressing
those transparent crystals…
forming smoky figures
across.
 
The winds don't 
care less…as
much as the rain.

By: Elena Maria Mana-ay Parcon©2020

Date Presented: December 16, 2020


 
 
 









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