Our walks end
as the autumn spread
In the stars above
In our lives turned old.
Has it been twenty years?
"Since the owls last song"
Our eyes look for us
was twenty years so long?
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In the barren fields of earth
In the sounds of fallen leaves
Man finds his long lost soul
After so many years,
They speak in silence
Of guilts, of choices,
of love, and distances.
When the songs of the crickets
Turns silent as eyelids.
Pair of starlings fold wings,
In utmost certainty.
When at the end of the October night,
The air smells of sleep.
She speaks up to the Man
Did you find peace?
He smiles and looks
Her eyes only he sees...


















