Is it true then that 

dew is but the tears 

shed by blades of grass 

on account of all burden of 

carrying feet, 

memories and hearts?

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When the pebble 

told the mountain 

"We are family", 

why did the mountain 

look down in disdain?

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If we know without doubt 

that the beloved is omnipresent 

why then do we crave her intimacy, 

her permanent immediacy? 

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Can anyone be a greater giant 

than when a child requests attention?

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Earthslips and Avalanches

Earthslips and avalanches, 

aren't they but the tearful unburdening of memories that time can no longer suffer?

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Why aren't bright blue flares lit 

as night bleeds into morning? 

 And why isn't the advent of night 

celebrated with the music from 

a blue guitar?

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Why doesn't victory arrive 

as an exquisite combination 

shattering the chess squares 

with incomparable magic? 

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