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DARK PEARLS

By Florin Rosca


Grown in slowness and pain,

A density of space

Open only onto itself,

Avoided by light,

Shining nothing.

 

Any touch of beauty

Ripples and reverberates,

Creating its own language,

Adding to hidden depths

Of awareness.

 

The soul of the dark poet.

Could I foster such a miracle?

 

 

 

 
 

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