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Tuesday, October 12, 2010

31 days

Please,
count with your heart.
Then you will realize that our heart does not count.
it simply waits lovingly,
beats patiently, and
looks forward to each beating for a love that keeps the rhythm going..

Please,
count with your eyes closed.
Then you will realize that counting is not having chronological numbers,
but having what matters most in our lives.

Days are long,
nights are restless.
but we remain as solid as 1,2,3 certainty,
as the dusk of our days and dawn of our nights.

1 comment:

  1. I think person whom you mention in this poem does the same things you do.
    Then,that person will wish s/he could stop the clock when you will see each others.
    3 more days.

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