Like limpid curtains
gather out of
nowhere
floating
into each other
Thicken, lapse into
a small cloth
hollow mountains
white cotton hills
Imitating
living forms
on a blue canvas
which diffuses
vanishes
into nothingness
Like footsteps
in the sand
after a wave
a retreating white foam
on vast waters
A life’s last breath
lost in silence
Like an invisible soul
on its final journey
to the furthest end –
beyond the edge
of the universe
(C) Copyright Dinka Bednjacic
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