Sunday, April 17, 2016

Whirling

Sweet, yes sweet,
this poison of waiting!
But no rest!

The crazy whirling dervish
Whirls to pause for a moment
All that whirls around him

All has slipped out of hand
Unhooked, slipped
At the mercy of winds
That don't know the pain of the heart!

When will this waiting die?
Or will it outlive my whirling?

Sweet, too sweet this poison
But no death...


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