Life is the name given to a few moments, and In but one of those fleeting moments Two eyes meet eloquently Looking up from a cup of tea, and Enter the heart piercingly And say, Today do not speak I'll be silent too Let's just sit thus. Holding each other's hand United by this gift of sorrow Bonded by the stirring of emotions. Who knows if in this very moment Somewhere in the distant mountain The snow at last may start to thaw.
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Life is the name given to a few moments, and
In but one of those fleeting moments
Two eyes meet eloquently
Looking up from a cup of tea, and
Enter the heart piercingly
And say,
Today do not speak
I'll be silent too
Let's just sit thus.
Holding each other's hand
United by this gift of sorrow
Bonded by the stirring of emotions.
Who knows if in this very moment
Somewhere in the distant mountain
The snow at last may start to thaw.