Eloquent words
Asserting arrogances upon
High tides and dense forests.
The pictures painted
Of land and sea
Are counterfeit.
Or maybe just perfect.
Your love was a
Ephemeral flower,
Fleeting moment;
Now you're gone.
It is agreed
There is value added
To the temporary.
Starlings are singing,
Music is pervading,
Eloquence is an illusion.
Sing, with full lungs
Of air, fill those
Glassy mornings
With notes that will
By the sea, be swallowed
And by the mountains, echoed.
