Friday, December 05, 2008

Arno




By the river I came to rest
to listen to what my heart
had to say about this and that.
I sat and waited, all was silent
but for a comforting beat
strange yet familiar.

Now the crowds stream in and
car horns blare in the distance
Drawing closer and closer.
Soon this moment will
be snatched from me.
A silence stolen.

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