Ceaseless...like endless...

Ceaseless like Endless
This morn comes when with Your limitless
me hears psalms
As if those trees they blessed by You sing
And you there smiling shiny golden
Red blooms on your bosom blooming emboldened...
Into the endless like a devote on lips
Takes certain a silent dip
As if there in the cool you find
Her, slow snow covering your reddened heart...

At that sweet submerge
Perhaps you can me find merged
With you as if the water
Of music flowing within you
As if the breeze
With you there destined replays a freeze
Of a moment of pure
As if singing for you sure
me there sees a rise of watery dips...
And ceaseless minds entwined there be


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