Puffs of smoke,
a soft and fragrant music,
rising slowly,
dissipating.
a soft and fragrant music,
rising slowly,
dissipating.
Entranced,
will follows the traces,
until there are none left.
will follows the traces,
until there are none left.
What remains:
emptiness.
emptiness.
© 2011 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen
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