The Voice In Your Hand
The voice in your hand
Under the sky my eyelids float
Come closer in my palms
Myrtle from Eden
Above the line of innocence
A holy cloud walks away
On the knees of Goddess
Voice as language is a saint
(with a music of Motohiko Hirami)
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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