to each soul
the silence of sublime
deludes
the reason to become
the unbecoming.....
in spaces
of chaos and of silence
i am
unaware of such trials and tirbulations,
both
asleep  and  awake,
beyond reasons
known...
some say
i must have hurt myself badly
 to be so numb...so dumb...
others crumple over the dried torn
leaves of another time...
fusing life to lost times....