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 Elena's Humming Soul



What is this,
some kind of chasm
that restrains one
from the other,
that one hand—
untouched the other
or a face—uncaressed
much more of a breath—
sublime as split-second?
Is it the wind—cold and 
armed with fear 
gripping every soul?

A subtle melancholia is brewed 
in every space, everything is 
cleared…silence takes
over and speaks in
the machines—all in
white...In linen covering,
In closing of the stage 
curtains, as heroes and 
villains grace their exits. 
Yet spectators are merely 
silhouettes and everything 
else—is fading in the twilight.

The scale hurdles
to be in balance
but—the heart is too 
much to bear. And the 
mind—powerful and 
profound can’t do 
so much. Only—the Love 
of the Great One
in the recesses of 
By: Elena Maria Mana-ay Parcon©2021

Date Presented: January 21, 2021


Author's Note:

I promised myself not to write anything about this pandemic
because i didn't feel like doing it
but about three nights ago,
words miraculouly came in
during my unguarded thoughts.


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