Symphony

Symphony

While the cloud condenses anger, I rain tears

While the ant walks to its destination, I fly freedom

While the apple sweetens the tongue, I salt the sea

While the camellia opens its buds, I pollinate truth

While the virtue of the corner dies, I insist on being reborn

While the beauty of the day streaks, I fall asleep in thoughts

While the cat purrs, I mute my convictions

While there is a wall, I expand universes

While the melody succumbs, I make love triumph

While the sun warms the soul, I moonlight the spirit

While the water gushes, I solidify ideas

While the stone remains, I grow rapidly

While the mountain plays being, I drift with absence

While conversations explode, I dance with silence

While the thread is woven, I flow toward the horizon.