A silent story
forever untold,
muted tales
can not unfold
with no words
emotions sound,
exhausted hearts,
fall to the ground.

When old souls meet
fate repeats,
this time winning
all defeats,
sweetness gives
intentions pure,
entangled lives
a future cured.

Retracting time
as stillness sweeps,
a massive bounce,
land on both feet,
whisked through space
then planting down,
a flowered maze
in my hometown.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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