A magnitude of desire was held silent
and it cried
as its ever-reaching counterpart
Saluting a trance that began long ago
Secluded dreams released themselves;
two times the wisdom as before....
Mind stands in its shelter
one by one
then three times
hopefully shattering the
White Stones vibrate effortlessly
on an ever changing melody
soothing the tenseness
of marbled walls,
releasing an opalescent lacquer
to melt the senses..
If, on a cloudier day they decided
to write a prophecy,
they knew nothing at all,
and the birds are set free
as the one becomes two
and the two become three...