When words fade
and the night come alive
when all that is important
sound again
Man reassembles his fragmentary self
and grows with the calm of a seed
Silence make true the attaining love
and he who has gone
abides with us more strong
than the present one
The beloved
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To Sandra
Nice poem
Georges
Georges
Re: The Banana
ah, this poem has been bugging me since you posted it as recently as July 2002. I don't know what it is exactly but I would be grateful if you pop in over the next 8 years as I may have something important to share.Sandra wrote:When words fade
and the night come alive
when all that is important
sound again
Man reassembles his fragmentary self
and grows with the calm of a seed
Silence make true the attaining love
and he who has gone
abides with us more strong
than the present one