The thoughts, indefatigable travellers of life,
gliding on the eternal waters of time,
connect people with people, people and things.
Listen attentively and you will hear
their gentle swish as of an angel
soaring lightly
in the night.
The soul is a clepsydra
through which
thoughts and memories
are flowing ceaselessly
in the abysm of silence.
(circular)
there pivots Prima Ballerina
upon her pleated tutu
the alive layer raised the black flag
then
the dead layer raised the white flag
to do the wave
for the grandstand
(centripetal)
the Stadium still-life printing
the fliptomania
hands holding out to cling
to the caterpillar track-pirouette
(centrifugal)
the Merry-Go-Round
was shredding its vertego
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