sans liberté

such a thing
haunting and beautiful

ghosts of sound
you could call them echoes
ancient rumblings
sensuous vibrations
lost, feelings

such a thing
is there such a thing?

Could we catch the echo
seal it in jade
and hang it in the window

the sun would ask the rain for its tears
for it can only cry fire

the moon would ask the sun for its warmth
for it wants to give more

and the stars and the darkness would ask time
for an atom of its eternity to give the echo more life

for without freedom there is nothing

nothing but a rose in the shadows
haunting and beautiful


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