THE SECRET

Pine trees bowed to some ephemeral breeze

Magpies chirped just overhead,

Nuances of green scattered amidst the distant trees,

And my heart to capture beauty fled.

He smelled her perfume everywhere,

Followed her love song’s sweet echoes;

He felt her presence in the air,

And thought he saw her kiss a rose.

He searched, he groped, he called her name

And in silence she replied:

“Go back my love whence you came,

I was sleeping by your side.”

He found her lying on the ground

And his happiness he couldn’t bear

When the profoundest secret he had found,

That she’s in him, and therefore, everywhere.

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