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| V. Aurelian,'Green eyes and quiet morning' |
They trace the steps of every creature,
Every proud and shameful moment.
My Quiet Eyes are your salvation and destruction.
My Quiet Eyes witness
The birth of planets, constellations, ideas,
The death of stars,
The fall of kings,
My Quiet Eyes see everything,
The birth of babies,
The maiden voyages of ships.
The last day of school before the holidays.
But My Quiet Eyes are overwhelming,
They keep me trapped, alone, silent.
My Quiet Curse keeps me deaf, paralised, mute.
The babies open their mouths, but no sound leaves their mouths.
The ships set sail without me.
