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Celeste....The Rebirth

By Gene Santos

i heard a sound from your breaking lips
a melody in tuned with the echoes of sliding dawn
the sun goes down,,,but your voice still transcending
an undefined beauty so heavenly in the making...

the night glistens,complementing your grace
trinkets of diamonds surrounding your aura
the moon breathing above you,,,you look like a saint
with your eyes looking down to earth,,,that was once faint...

coming down,looks like your falling
but the air that surrounds you would not let pain touch you
your soles landed on the dwelling earth
the piece of ground in your occupancy,,,suddenly grew in rebirth...

you started to sing,opening your palm with a prayer written on it
with every strand of rythm that's other worldly in the ears of a mortal
the grey stones turned to glowing,,,beating hearts...
the world in your eyes...you,,,seen in every part...

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