Hands fall, silent.
Lightning/s shadow on the walls.
Water's kissing lips are closed.
And all is left behind.
Wind sketches the outside.
Falling stronger with no light.
While the sounds of open hands.
Rise Again.














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"Lightning/s shadow on the walls."
My favourite line, and is ironic in nature. While light(ning) casts shadows, it is impossible for a source of light to have a shadow, since all darkness depends on the absence of light.
"Water's kissing lips are closed.
And all is left behind."
From this I get a sense teasing, a tactile feeling that a source of beauty is held before me, yet keeps its arms closed and never opens up.
Overall, wonderfully done, keep up the great work!
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