Moments of disintegration

Don’t be sad anymore –
one girl said.
Come and write
at another alter.
Where the mountains
are still dreaming,
and the streets yearn
for sunlight.

I lingered, over sacred myths,
only for a moment.
No face for tears,
no mind for thoughts.
And my rebirth,
transparent and complete.

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