a tendril
turned in the air
could not hold the arms
why should bridges be so weak
when one needs a reason
for not crossing the river
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have resolved many times
to stay afar
when the fire engulfs
the forest of silent desires
today
i saw, the mountain cried
stream of its tears
took a heavy toll
of all the unripe
dreams
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volcano had been simmering for years
but had not made up its mind
whther to exlode
and enclose
the valley of patience