LOVE IN THE LABYRINTH OF TIME

Trapped in the web of

the labyrinth of time,

love struggles in the balance;

companionships substitutes

thrills mellowed by surfing silence.

Once heard unspoken words

now linger in anonymity—

Tides of recurring individuality

froth at the shore of loneliness.

Congeniality now threads

the needle of togetherness—Yet

the journey continues to the end.

There’s no parting of the sea

in the aged ocean of true love:

Her most powerful plea and binding force

are often woven in the silkiness of silence.