Poem

No time

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This is the time of the day without time.
Everything moves around a hurricane’s eye.
The eye sees silence and listens to the sound of a blank canvas.
Ego, who likes noise, is gone. There, no more.
Self rises in quietness. Here is.
I write (or writing happens).
A silent voice moves my fingers and I read her words like no before.
“This is the time of the day without time”.

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Adolfo Ramírez Corona

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