'(Craving from one place to another
For a false death with feathered life) '
Written in a paper-
A cushioned pigeon
Engrossed at my grimace ballad-
A dream finishing the final act to play-
The pigeon’s plight achieved the
Tensed past of beating waves...
“(Pigeons past, dream lasts
And the ballad still in turn....) ”
That long silence
After that long silence
Into the artifice of blank presence
A mute, solitary part of amputated being, consumed by time
A soulless substance get going with abstract phantom
Justifying life's narrative...
Who we're, What are we, Wherefrom we are,
At last to conclude,
We came, lived and suffered together.
This monologue is a tribute to the poem 'Miracle of silence' written by KIM