Wish to be obscure
When the bells chimed
In distance, far across from home,
Some distant memory
Chimed within my soul.
The naked feet,
Running through the vacant church halls…
Where silence spoke to silence-
As eyes glistened in awe!
Then, everything was wonder,
Everything was awe-
When I blended to be obscure,
And what alive was thee...
I wish I were that
Obscure in the awe,
Floating like a feather,
Transcending like a ripple.
Every moment was wonder,
Every moment, a marvel.
It's still there though,
My senses stopped to relish!
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